The world is full of "meh"
Thursday, 7 March 2019 21:17![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I managed to write a few hundred words on "Lovealikes" which put me in a writing mood, but then I had to do the laundry which put me off writing and gave me a headache and now I'm stuck firmly back in the pit of
"I am a failure of a writer"
"I will never amount to anything"
"I've vastly overestimated both my ability to spin a compelling yarn and my ability to string words together into compelling sentences"
and
"I should just stick to the kind of vacuous fannish babble I do best and leave the actual writing to the people around me who actually know how to do it"
Bleh.
I just wanna feel good about the things I doooooooooooo
I want to believe that people aren't just being nice for the sake of it when they tell me I'm good at writing.
And most of all I want to get the kind of writing done that doesn't make me cringe uncontrollably when reading it over, killing every shred of motivation I may have.
"I am a failure of a writer"
"I will never amount to anything"
"I've vastly overestimated both my ability to spin a compelling yarn and my ability to string words together into compelling sentences"
and
"I should just stick to the kind of vacuous fannish babble I do best and leave the actual writing to the people around me who actually know how to do it"
Bleh.
I just wanna feel good about the things I doooooooooooo
I want to believe that people aren't just being nice for the sake of it when they tell me I'm good at writing.
And most of all I want to get the kind of writing done that doesn't make me cringe uncontrollably when reading it over, killing every shred of motivation I may have.
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Date: 7/3/19 23:22 (UTC)[slightly more seriously, we did talk about how the pressure of wanting to get things right first try is hard to juggle at the best of times, and when the only way to improve upon your work is to read it ad nauseum and grapple with the fact that, yes, it does disappoint you, it's bloody miserable when undertaken solo. no wonder writers do end up flocking together for the emotional support even if they, like me, don't even end up sharing their work. that we're all going through it is comfort of a kind ]