Lost goggles meant this week’s swim was confined to breast stroke in the slow lane. I poodled along behind a lady with a blue rinse and watched the world go by.
Possibly not as many calories burned but more relaxing than the normal how-many-lengths-before-I-have-to-be-back-at-my-desk flurry.
This is how I’m writing my book.
A great deal of time is wasted on panicking because it is all taking so long, and all the people I connect with are working on their third book and have websites and more Twitter followers than me and oh dear God, how I’ve wasted my life!
Then sometimes I put down an indie book after the first few chapter’s because although I may like parts of it, there are other parts that I feel disappointed with because I feel it could have been so much better if they’d taken their time.
Don’t get angry. I appreciate that you can’t quantify how much time it takes to write a book, and the things that make me disappointed can be subjective.
However, not being able to please everybody aside, I really hope that’s not me, and people won’t stop reading because they feel I’ve let them down.
It was good to take my time swimming in the slow lane, feel my muscles moving and play with the water rather than plough through it. It feels good (when I’m not panicking) to take time writing my book.
As Hamilton teaches though (got tickets Monday! Squee!) you get nothing if you wait for it, and sooner or later I am going to have to find that magic place when I know I’m ready.
It’s s tough battle that’s being fought in my head right now
Has anyone out there felt they published too soon? Or wished they’d done it sooner? How did you know your book was good enough to go?
Massive thanks to Alex J. Cavanaugh and the Insecure Writer’s Support Group for letting me share these doubts. If you want to join in next month follow the link.