Well, that's kinda hard for someone as naïve as I am. I know, I know: I have lots of stories to tell; I have lived through some tough experiences. But honestly, I am not ready to tell them. And so I wonder what the heck I am doing. I have to lie; I have to make up stories.
I know they* say beginning writers must first learn how to write, and by the time they are good writers they'll be ready to tell their stories. Well, I am not a patient person. I am not a sit-down-and-learn-your-craft person. I am an I-get-it-or-I-don't person. And if I don't get it, which is frustratingly frequent, I shut down and stop production.
If I were talking to myself - which, let's face it, I am - I'd say, "That talk makes it sound like you think you're better than everyone else. Like you shouldn't have to pay your dues." Um, yeah, so not true. It's the complete opposite, in fact.
As I alluded to on the last post, I do not have confidence in my writing. My crit partners do. Even some of you who have not read my prose have confidence in my writing. Comma splices and fragments aside, I have a real talent. I know that. That is not the issue. I have more confidence about jumping out of a plane than I have for my writing.
They say to write what you know. Well, I just don't know...
This post is clearly rhetorical because I already know the number one piece of advice will be to take my time and it** will come.
* who the eff is they?
** what the eff is it?