Oh No! The Suspense!
Took the big step and sent sample chapters to a literary agent (virtually the only way to secure a contract at a big publisher). As I looked them over, in good authorly/artist fashion, I became completely convinced that I'm a talentless loser and will never amount to anything and I might as well forget it. But, I sent them anyway (my insecurities do not paralyze me as thoroughly as they do many others). So we'll see!
posted by KPaffenroth at
1:03 PM
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The Terrifying Uncertainty of the Artist syndrome (TUOTA). Yes, I think most writers are familiar. :) I often think that, with my insecurity about my own self-worth and talent, and my complete inability NOT to take rejection personally, I have chosen just about the worst possible dream to follow for my psychological makeup. And yet I keep doing it--maybe I'm a closeted masochist as well. :)
I try to console myself by thinking about all those books at Barnes and Noble that are just obvious, unrepentant crap and yet somehow got published--but usually that just depresses me more.
Ah, yes, looking at the shelves at Barnes and Noble is surely a two-edged experience. On the one hand, you think, "Wait, if all this was published, surely I can!" but then you think, "Wait, even this stuff was deemed better and more worthy than mine? I must be really bad!"
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