Today,
I received good news about a paper I'd written for my recent grad school class, but for the first time in a long while, I'd been very nervous about something I'd written. It's that comfortable old dread, that sudden realization of the possibility that one has labored hard and still produced a dud. As I clicked through the university's
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The porn pile was funny; my editor and I giggled over it often, and my sister and I, after I told her about it, made jokes about it for years after. I also vacillate between thinking "John" was either really creepy or really tone-deaf, based on the number of self-insert porns he felt it necessary to send to the journal. O.O
men tend to project more self-confidence than women, even if said guys may not feel all that confident if you really press them. And I note that the overly-confident writers you've chosen to describe are...men! :^)
Definitely! I've worked with few obnoxiously overconfident woman writers ... actually, only one comes immediately to mind, and given that I've worked with many more woman writers then male writers, I do think that is significant.
I know that it's taken me almost thirty years to be confident enough to say that, yes, I know I'm smart and good as a writer. When I started, it felt liberating but also scary, like I risked being perceived in a negative way for it.
"It was a contest to see who had the biggest dick in the room, and I have nothing to work with!"
LMAO! :D
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