And so we fade back into the familiar. Give on that morning workout. Go back to eating carbs. Shelve that new novel idea. Scrap that cover letter. Rejection hurts and so does admitting to ourselves that we aren't as great as we thought we were. And so often, we fail to even fail.
Peer pressure claims another victory. After a long, long hiatus, I have made the masochistic decision to return to NaNoWriMo. It's honestly been at least ten years since I've last participated, maybe longer. And no, I've never "won". My track record with long term writing projects is terrible at best. Why I thought a self-motivated... Continue Reading →
My senior year in high school was a time of great awakening for me. More than ever, I was certain that I was destined to become a Great American Author if not The Greatest and sincerely believed it was only a matter of time until my star would rise. Of course, all this certainty also meant... Continue Reading →
Fear. Fear has been one of my greatest enemies throughout my life. Fear of the unknown. Fear of appearing foolish. Fear of failure. Fear has been the self-inflicted setback to almost every attempt I make at progression in my art, in my health, in my knowledge. Lack of confidence, I believe, is not the cause... Continue Reading →