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[sherbysherby]

So, I used to write all the time. I've been making up stories in my head since I was five years old and scribbling them everywhere. My closet walls, the backs of homework assignments, napkins, the inside of cigarette packs...whatever I could find. I've had the dream of being a published writer since forever. For some reason I lost my mojo about 3

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[mandatorily]

Oh, sweetie That entire post could have been written by me. I took a two year break from writing (that I just ended recently) because I was so fed up with how boring and useless my writing was. I haven't managed to get another book published in FOUR YEARS because I'm crippled by self-doubt.

You should try fanfic. Just a small story that you work on when you're able and don't stress about and maybe don't show anyone (though, you could show me, if you wanted).

The way I always look at it is this: You can't fix a blank screen. Put SOMETHING down for your first draft. You can fix it later. Get the ideas out, get the scenes in your head on paper, then worry in the 2nd, 3rd, 58th draft how to add the nuances and the flow and the beautiful words. Just write.

[sherbysherby]

I took your advice and just started writing and stopped obsessing over how horrible it was. I actually managed to get some stuff down that I liked. Thank you for the advice. <3

[mandatorily]

I'm so glad, sweetie! SO GLAD! *throws confetti*

[sherbysherby]

You'll get there hun, it takes time, but you'll find that life can be good again. I'll try to write more personal stuff too. Sometimes I just shy away from sharing my struggles with certain things, because I don't want to come across as self-pitying or overly dramatic. I'm kind of self-concious in that way =/