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.
I'm excited, nervous, thrilled, honored, and scared out of my mind. A couple months ago the wonderful a writer friend of mine announced that she wanted to selfpub a anthology of YA Christmas short stories this year and if was anyone interested. I immediately jumped at the chance.
But A: I've never written a short story and B: people will actually read something I've written.
I signed up to be part of the group, there's five of us total. Fast forward a couple months and the short is now written and we are passing them around to each other for critiques.
And I, of course like any good self doubting writer, am freaking out. All the other writer's are flippen amazing. What if my story doesn't measure up to the other's? What if people read the book and think it's great...all except for my story.
When you get to the point of achieving your dream of being published and having people actually read your stuff why is it so darn scary?