I have been busy writing the first draft of my novel. Now that I am writing all the sections I said I would write later, it sucks. It really sucks.
I have also been very pessimistic about the publishing process, living in the city where it is 73 degrees in November, and the existential meaning of a life lived where my biggest contribution to society is volunteering at a cat shelter twice a month.
So here are some affirmations for the writers who read this blog (but mostly for myself).
I may not be good enough yet, but that is why I am working hard now.
As much as it makes me want to cry in the fetal position, rejection is a part of the process.
Getting a B on a couple essays in college doesn’t mean I’m destined for failure.
No one important has read it yet, so who cares if it sucks!
Just because former classmates have cooler jobs than me on LinkedIn, doesn’t mean I can’t still be successful. Hell! I’ll have a published best selling novel to rub in their face soon enough.
Even if I’m not guaranteed success now, there is always a chance my work will be published post mortem!
People who love writing the most, hate it the most.
Every author has written something truly and utterly garbage. If I’ve never written something awful, I probably haven’t written enough.
Losing Kate 
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