I have this problem where I write something, then reread it, and throw it away. If I manage to squeeze out a few thousands words, I go back and read them and decide they aren't worth publishing. I'm a pretty harsh judge of what I read. I either like it a lot or I hate it. so I figure I might as well hold myself to the same standards.
Does anyone else have this problem? It's not writer's block, I have plenty of ideas. It's not a lack of time, school and work aren't too pressing at the moment. It's that I can't seem to be happy with anything I write.
How does one get past the egomania of perfectionism? When you hear horror stories of a book tanking and the author never being able to publish again without a new pen name?



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