This is my post for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. It's a group thought up by the ninja himself, Alex J. Cavanaugh. The group posts the first Wednesday of every month and is a wonderful way to support and get encouragement from and for your fellow writers. If you would like to join the group or see the other blogs that participate in it go HERE.
This week has been a pretty hard one in regards to my insecurities. This weekend I tried to get some writing done and I stared at my screen thinking my old thoughts of: why are you pretending to be a writer? What do you think you're doing... no one wants to read anything you've written. Whatever made you think you could actually write books? And do it for a living?
It was so bad had I not been invested in having a blog, my writer friends who hold me accountable (thank you all), and signing up for the conference in May, I probably would have deleted all my files and given up.
Of course, at a later date I would of cried over all my work gone, but still.
But I pushed through. I thought about all the kind words I received over the past year. I thought about all the encouragement I received... and I made myself write. And not for me. For you. For all my friends who have told me I could do this. For my CP's who have tore apart my MS, but in the end made it better. And for all those smiley faces, Lol's, so so so goods, and I love this. Nine chapters edited and over a thousand words later, I felt a little better.
So, thank you my friends. Your faith in me has given me faith in myself when I didn't know if I could go on. And that's what we're here for. So if any of you ever need a cheerleader, just let me know. I have my pom poms ready.