What Are You Afraid Of?

Picture it.

You. Blank pages. Full pens. Battery? 100%

You have all these lovely, deviant, dark, horrifying, sexy, funny ideas in you head. Yet…you doubt if you can write them down.

Where did all that faith go?

Where did all that passion fall to?

Where is your motivation?

First, don’t panic.

Second, ignore it.

You heard what I said. Ignore the doubt. You do this by writing anyway. This is the mystery of writing! You have to be willing to be two things:

  1. Available
  2. Okay with being uncomfortable

As a writer, you need to be okay with being uncomfortable. One of my writing/snark heroes is the incredible Luvvie Ajai. She was hesitant in embracing the title of writer as well. It can be heavy; there are certain connotations that come along with it. There are demands, expectations, joys unprecedented–but doubts that you may have never known.

So, when I ask you the question, what are you afraid of? I have asked myself the same thing. With every new project. With every Work In Progress. On every blog post. On every thing I write.

Herein lies the rub: not every writer has the same doubts. Or will have the same way of dispelling them. However, the doubt as I said earlier this month, keeps you humble. It keeps you working at your craft. It keeps you learning–it is never to paralyze you.

Don’t let the doubt paralyze you.

What is in you head, can be pushed through your hands.

You can do it.

Write.

Encouragement Pages-9/30/2019: Watch The Snakes

There is a certain Caduceus with writing. There are 2 snakes which will always be with you.

These are self-doubt and self-rejection.

Self-doubt will always say what you cannot do.

Self-rejection will always say what you create will never be read because it’s not good enough.

This dynamic duo work together to choke the life out of any project, platform or collaboration.

If left unchecked, they will snuff your talent!

So? Want to know how you kill them?

Create in spite of.

Be more afraid of not doing, of not creating.

Be more afraid of not filling the rooms or spaces you were graced to be in—than content to have never been invited to them.

Don’t die with all you have.

With Love & Ink,

JBHarris