Writing
I tried to write last night, and I wilted. I can write until I'm blue in the face in my journals (online and off), but, when I sit down to write my novel -- my opus -- I crumple up into the corner, destroyed by my own doubts and lack of self-confidence.
It's so silly really. Why would I be given the desire to write, but then the crippling doubt that makes it nigh impossible? I don't have writer's block; I have writer's doubt.
*sigh* I'll try again tonight. One night, I'll break through that wall of doubt and be on the other side. :)
It's so silly really. Why would I be given the desire to write, but then the crippling doubt that makes it nigh impossible? I don't have writer's block; I have writer's doubt.
*sigh* I'll try again tonight. One night, I'll break through that wall of doubt and be on the other side. :)