Today I’m starting writing on a project I’m really excited about. I don’t want to say too much, but I really hope it ends up good.
That’s always my stumbling block — what if it isn’t any good? Or what if it isn’t good enough?
I see the number of novels published and always think about how many of them are utter crap. Even some of the crap ones are enjoyable, but there are so few really great literary novels. And I want to be in that few. So I worry and fret and come up with excuses not to write.
But today I’m starting fresh, putting all that mental stupidness to the side and writing a novel.