It's Insecure Writers Support Group day!! Where writers from all over the world get together to spew out all their insecurities, then help each other mop them back up. (A lovely visual, yes?) ;) Find out more about this wonderful, amazing group here.
Big thanks to the IWSG founder, Alex J. Cavanaugh, and his awesome co-hosts, Hart Johnson, Chemist Ken, Candilynn Fite, Terri Rochenski, Clare Dugmore, and Lilica Blake!
My biggest writing insecurity right now is about the next step. I'm thankful for what I've achieved thus far, but there's always a next step. Right? But what should it be? I want to get an agent, I want to see a book by me in a bookstore, but sometimes I wonder if those steps are too high. Sometimes I think I should aim lower. Then I get mad at myself for not believing I can get there. And then, later, I start all over again, thinking that those things aren't going to happen for me and I should be okay with that.
So yeah, same old, same old, right? I've read enough of these IWSG posts to know I'm not alone, and that helps so much. :) We all seem to go through these bouts of "Reach for the sky!!" followed by "What is wrong with you?! Why did you think you could do this?!"
So the plan is to keep reaching upward, and to be happy with wherever I land. :)
On a different note, I'm participating in Krista McLaughlin's Romantic Flop bloghop today. In celebration of the release of her debut novella, BREATHLESS, she is hosting a blog hop as a fun way to spread the news and share some laughter!
About the hop:
Awkward romantic moments. We’ve all had them. In the beginning of my novella, Lainey has a delightful awkward first meeting with her love interest, Jon. This blog hop gives everyone a chance to share an awkward moment they’ve had with someone they had a crush on, whether you eventually married the person or never saw them again.
Oh my goodness, I have a lot to choose from. Seriously. From klutzing out at dinner and accidentally chucking a fork at my prom date, to having my ex call me over and over again while on a date with my brand new boyfriend, (who's now my husband.)
But I'm going to tell you about my first kiss with my first real boyfriend. We were at a last-day-of-school party at my house, (it was the end of tenth grade) and we snuck off into the woods. He had finally gotten up the guts to lean in for that kiss when we saw bright flashes of light coming from between the trees. He jumped up at lightening speed. A second later we saw my older brother and his girlfriend-who was holding a camera. They laughed their heads off as my poor bf and I turned eighteen shades of red!