Looking At Things Seriously

One of the biggest killers of the writing dream is fear. Only recently did I force myself to Featured Image -- 5496reach this conclusion. In the beginning, when I was so young, there wasn’t any fear. I felt confident in what I was doing and putting out. As time went on and life kept putting limits on time and the weight of responsibilities grew, it was easier to tell myself I didn’t have time to write and pursue a writing career.

The Words, of course, had other ideas. My imagination kept pumping out stories and characters until, finally, I couldn’t ignore them any more. So, I put pen to paper and words on a computer screen and kept from finishing anything because this would mean I needed to do something else: Submit to a publisher.

For a while receiving rejection notices was just something that happened. Then, they became real “downers” and I let self-doubt creep in and rob me of the confidence and determination I needed to keep going as a writer – to tell my stories to other people. I might have stopped all together if it wasn’t for this blog and the love and challenges The Husband kept giving me.

Now there is a story almost ready to give to Beta readers and I’m terrified! This is worse than submitting something to a publisher! What if it isn’t any good? What if they don’t like it? What if…? What if…? What if…? This phrase followed by at least a hundred possibilities have given me nightmares of late. At the same time, I don’t want the Beta readers, whomever you turn out to be, to tell me what I want to hear. I want to know, seriously, if the piece is any good and where I screwed up at, etc.

Just as the science fiction piece I’ve been working on so diligently is coming to a close, another story is brewing. There is a sense of getting the novella done and out to the Beta readers so I can take notes and do some research on the next story.

I am so happy I’m almost delirious I’m finishing something for publication!

I am so scared my mouth goes dry at the thought of people reading my story!

Wow! I wasn’t prepared for this!

About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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8 Responses to Looking At Things Seriously

  1. But you are a writer, and this is what you must do. Far better this (and risk criticism) than never to actually write down the words that are in your imagination, or never to show them to anyone.

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  2. Brian Bixby says:

    Even if the beta readers tell you it’s terrible, they should give you REASONS why it is terrible. Reasons can be addressed. Beta readers are not like a court that hands out only two decisions: best seller and hopeless junk. Nope, they can hand out praise and criticism, when they are deserved and sometimes even when they are not. Your job then is to build on the praise and figure out what the criticism means for improving your work.

    Once I’ve finished something and put it aside for a while, no matter how great I thought it was just then, later I can easily find ways it can be improved. Think of beta readers as people who help that process along, not guillotine-wielding harbingers of fate!

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  3. Jack Eason says:

    Henrietta, the only advice I can give you is to have the courage of your convictions. Good luck with your scifi novella. Here’s hoping it becomes a best seller. 🙂

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  4. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself. Good luck.


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