Looking In
It's that time of year when I start feeling bad about not doing NaNoWriMo. Because it's all the writing community can talk about during November (and just before and just after), and I just can't write at that pace. I don't even want to. It's just not right for me. But the Imposter Syndrome is at its worst when I'm having to watch almost every other writer being a part of a community that feels more impenetrable than ever.
Sometimes I think I'd be better off disappearing from social media for all of November. But then, I realize that it's the only connection I have to the outside world. Even if it always feels like I'm looking in a window and waving instead of being inside the community building with everyone else.
Sometimes I think I'd be better off disappearing from social media for all of November. But then, I realize that it's the only connection I have to the outside world. Even if it always feels like I'm looking in a window and waving instead of being inside the community building with everyone else.