Lately, I’ve been focusing a lot on editing my various projects to get them ready for publication. Between that and school and my depression, it has been hard to get into any kind of writing zone. Today, I’ve written about 2,000 words in Godchild.
It’s easy to forget the joy that comes with writing sometimes. In fact, focusing on my self-publishing career has sometimes taken the joy out of writing. I’m more conscious now of every writing decision I make. In some ways, that’s a good thing. It will mean a better product in the end. But it’s also paralyzing. At times, I don’t want to write at all because I’m worried everyone will hate it.
I have to push through this self-doubt. On days like today, it feels good to get the words down. We’ll see if I can keep it going.