So I’m working on some projects right now, and as usual, I have to keep the Yousuck Monster at bay. You know, the one that sits on my head and tells me over and over how awful my writing is and how I’ll never make it and I should just give up now.
Keep going
Writing is a solitary business. And if you’re like most writers, one day you feel invincible and the next you feel a two-ton devil named Doubt sitting on your shoulder. I wrote 12,000 words this weekend. I was flying. FLYING. …