I have to admit that I'm kind of having one of those lame weeks with my blog.
Sorry, I just am. I hope you'll still come visit me...this really should pass.
Anyway, let's get down to my life long illness. Or rather, non-illness. One of those things you think is an illness when you think everything is an illness. Confused?
Have you ever met a hypochondriac? I'm a mild hypochondriac. Yes, I worry that I have every little thing wrong with my body. All. The. Time.
I'm getting better. MUCH better. But you should've been in my biology class in Junior High when we learned about all those cancer's. Yeah, I pretty much thought I had every single cancer. Including the ones that girls can't even technically get.
Oh and then I saw a movie with an old lady who goes blind. You guessed it! I thought I was going blind.
I live an exciting life.
And how does all this have to do with writing? It has so much to do with it. How many of us worry about every little thing while writing our first draft?
I try not to edit as I write but I just do. I can't help it. And if I'm not worried about grammar it's my character's or my plot line. I'm totally a hypochondriac writer!
How about you? Do you ever get worried that you'll suffer from writer's block forever? How about self doubt? What about just worried about the future and what may or may not come?