I lose steam quickly
Hi Everyone,
You know the sucky thing about being a writer is that it requires a lot of fortitude. Actually that's the sucky thing about life in general.
When I get excited about something, like a new opportunity or change of pace or platform to share my work, I get off the rails excited. I dive head first into setting up profiles, and meeting new people, and launching whatever is in my power to launch.
And then I lose steam.
When I don't get much of a response or interest, I quickly lose steam. I'm like the balloon that got filled with helium but was never tied off at the end and so the helium escaped, and I quickly crashed back down.
How do I navigate this platform? I don't want to be obnoxious - at the same time, I feel totally restrained; prinpicks of guilt shoot up my spine when I even mention that I'm a writer when I even write the title of my book.
I'm scared. Because for all intents and purposes I am an indie writer. I've been published in a magazine but all my books are released under my company. And I'm sad - because as freeing as it is to have complete and total control of my work, it's very lonely when you don't get much of a response for it.
I feel like one of those bumbling failures who can't get it right. Like you, I want a place to belong, a purpose to be assured in. I'm beginning to wonder if that'll ever take fruition.
You know the sucky thing about being a writer is that it requires a lot of fortitude. Actually that's the sucky thing about life in general.
When I get excited about something, like a new opportunity or change of pace or platform to share my work, I get off the rails excited. I dive head first into setting up profiles, and meeting new people, and launching whatever is in my power to launch.
And then I lose steam.
When I don't get much of a response or interest, I quickly lose steam. I'm like the balloon that got filled with helium but was never tied off at the end and so the helium escaped, and I quickly crashed back down.
How do I navigate this platform? I don't want to be obnoxious - at the same time, I feel totally restrained; prinpicks of guilt shoot up my spine when I even mention that I'm a writer when I even write the title of my book.
I'm scared. Because for all intents and purposes I am an indie writer. I've been published in a magazine but all my books are released under my company. And I'm sad - because as freeing as it is to have complete and total control of my work, it's very lonely when you don't get much of a response for it.
I feel like one of those bumbling failures who can't get it right. Like you, I want a place to belong, a purpose to be assured in. I'm beginning to wonder if that'll ever take fruition.
Published on August 08, 2013 21:35
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