Some Fears Don’t Go Away
I often find myself doubting my choice of being a writer. Is it really what I want? Am I good enough to be in this business? Have I wasted about thirteen years of my life on something that isn’t my true passion? These are the type of questions that sometimes haunt me on a daily basis.
I remember watching Sister Act 2 and there was this one part where a book called Letters to a Poet by: Rainer Maria Rilke was brought up. The piece of advice that Whoopie Goldberg’s character gave was “if you wake up and all you can think about is writing then you’re a writer.” For some reason, every time I have doubts, I refer back to that one scene. It’s almost like it’s a Golden Rule and I’m deathly afraid of breaking it.
I’m beginning to realize that I’m not alone. We all have doubts with every rejection letter we receive or experiences with writers block. Writing is a risky business and fears are apart of it. You have to develop ways to move past it.
I think it helps to have a writing buddy to talk you through it and get you past your phobia. We could all use support at times. I’m grateful for all the support I have received over the years. I don’t think I would have reached this point without it.
But the fears will never go away. They lurk until finding the next doubt-ridden moment.
What are some of your writing fears?
The above article is one I wrote almost three years ago as a guest writer here before moving up to a regular. I wanted to revisit the topic. The words are truer than they were back then. Every writer has a fear which may or may not hold them back from their absolute potential.
The fears I hold today are not the same ones as before. I’m no longer afraid of rejection as I have received stacks of them. My writing breathes more and more confidence, the more I do. My author social circle continues to grow, making it easier not to doubt my skills.
While I’ve achieved some sort of enlightenment with a few fears, others still hover over me like a dark cloud. These are likely the ones that will stick with me on a more permanent basis. And yet the thought is not frightening in itself. I feel having them close by will keep me humble to any new experience.
Compare your writing life from three years ago to this day. How much have your fears changed since then? Do you feel better off with or without them?