So, I’m in the middle of revisions on Nate’s book, Goin’ Out Solo, and I’ve realized something…
No matter how many books I write, during revisions I’m utterly convinced that this book will be the one to end my career. 🙂 It will never be interesting enough, cool enough, or sexy enough. No one will be as interested in it as I am. This is the psyche of an author. I find these fears plaguing me all the time-when I read other authors’ work, when I discuss my work with others, when I think about putting myself out there again…it’s like a version of Stage Fright.
I’ve always had great reviews and readers who love my characters, so this worry is crazy, I know. I guess I just love them so much, I want to see them do well in the world. More than likely, its just my own insecurities projecting onto my work. 😉
Where do you most run into Stage Fright in your life?