100 Days of Writing – Day 7
Oh dear, today is one of THOSE days. One week into the 100 Day Challenge and I’m having a day of Self-Doubt. I very nearly didn’t record it on this blog for fear of everyone switching off. Like, who wants to hear someone whining on? Especially when they haven’t even got a proper job. But then I remembered my resolution to NGAF and thought, you know what? This is what happens. It happens to everyone at some point, whatever line of work they’re in, whatever they’re trying to achieve. It’s part of being human. It’s part of the process. So let’s address it *smiley face*.
In my experience, self-doubt is not the same as self-pity. Someone else might feel completely different, I’m not an expert. It’s not that I feel sorry for myself, it’s more that I feel sorry for everyone else for subjecting them to all this pointless drivel. It’s about questioning what I’m doing with emphasis on the negative, rather than the positive. Like, why did I start this challenge? Will I finish it? Am I really going to write 100 blog posts as well as actual novels/short stories/IMPORTANT STUFF that I’m meant to be doing? Do people really care? What if it’s shit?
The upside is that I’m a glass-half-full kinda gal so it tends not to last long. And you could argue that a healthy dose of self-doubt offers a reasonable form of ongoing assessment and evaluation. In any case, I can answer all of those questions: 1. Because I needed a kick up the backside; 2. Almost certainly; 3. That depends, if I start to receive hate mail from people so sick of seeing my face on their timeline I might reconsider; 4. Unlikely, and 5. It could well be, and?