Is it possible for a writer to hit a wall? I've had writer's block. Been there, done that, bought the bobble-head. (No, I didn't get a t-shirt, they didn't have my size.)
I feel like I am looking so far into the future, I am forgetting why I am writing. I write because I love it.
I write each line and scrutinize it a million times, wondering if people will like it or enjoy my story, instead of just writing my story. I need to learn to not be so critical of my work until it is done, because otherwise it might never get done.
I worry if people are going to take my need to publish and write seriously, or will they all laugh in my face? I suppose this fear is due to the fact that I am writing in private. I have not told anyone other than my husband and question whether or not I will tell anyone when I am ready to publish. At least not anyone I know, but that is too be decided. Should I post a huge comment on my Facebook, or should I silently join the published world? These types of questions keep on rattling in my head and I need to kick them out.
Yet, here I am worrying about things that don't need to be worried about yet. I pray I can go to sleep and wake up with the inspiration and drive I started this journey with. It helps that I have found some fellow writers to converse with, even if they are few and far between. I appreciate that more every day.