I think it is rarely the writer, nay even people in general, despite any level of success who doesn’t feel some degree of doubt about their endeavors.
Alas, I am no different.
I’ve been spreading myself a bit thin, I feel, (wish that would work on my hips!) with my online self so I’m cutting back a bit and focusing on my loves: Facebook and Blogging/Vlogging. These are the places where my friends, family and readers are. Many of you are all three.
See, I was doubting my ability to keep up, especially with Twitter which can be entertaining but if you don’t have mobile well it is quite time consuming. I left my account open instead of deleting it like I did the last time I was involved with, but I won’t be stopping by.
I want to have a successful book launch and to continue pushing forward to connect with other writers and readers. I want to volunteer more in person and perhaps online via classes. I was starting to doubt my ability to enjoy doing what I love because I was fretting about where I could give readings from the book, whether I could afford or have the time to stay and visit in those places with the people I care about. I was even starting to doubt my ability to write because I couldn’t seem to do it.
Once I streamlined my website and my thoughts, I wrote a few new poems. Granted, they are on some of the tough topics which can be draining, but draining in a good way.
Doubt comes along every step of the journey. When you feel it sneaking in, do what they used to tell you in fire safety: Stop. Drop. Roll.
Stop everything for while.
Drop what isn’t necessary.
Roll with what is necessary, yet no fun.
The whole goal of Stop, Drop and Roll is that you live. Never forget to do that with a smile.