Time races by when you're being productive in a supportive community.
|I've tried to think back to 13 years ago. My life is very different now. I think I'm living in my third residence since March of 2002. I know that I'm growing my writing. I have more confidence in my skills, and I help others when invited. When reviewing, I try to say more positive than negative comments. Because I was an English teacher for a dozen years, I try to do no harm in my reviewing. I have a file called "Grammar Grouch."|
I started my private tutoring business sometime during the past decade. I've led a couple of fiction writing workshops here at WDC. I've grown in my personal writing challenges. I'm facing my biggest challenge now. It's not exactly like writer's block or procrastination.
I have a book sized collection of poems, essays, and short stories. I have a contract to publish with Author House. I need to do a final edit of each item I'm planning to include, AND decide in which order I want the items to appear. I've needed to do this for awhile. I suspect I'm procrastinating because I fear rejection. I also fear success, in a way. I'm using my ADHD and bipolar issues as a blockade to my next step, my last step.
I see me standing at the edge of a cliff, and I know I must take the next step. The chaotic emotions and images that churn in my head are ripe. My writing future looms before me. I'm so lucky to be able to participate in our writing community, I will find the intestinal fortitude to do what I must. It would be a waste to quit after 13 years. Writers write. It's what we do and who we are. Write on.