So, as most of you know, I've been revising Grave Touched since Feb.1st, and I just hit the halfway mark last night after a marathon session of cutting, condensing, and my personal favorite, second guessing.
Yep, that's right. I got great feedback. I also discussed a few things over email with KD and Siri, and I feel better than I did but...the doubts always creep in.
I hope y'all appreciate what we're doing for you. Do you know hard it is for us authors to leave our dark caves and step out into the sunlight? Or any light?
And then, to put ourselves on display, where other people can see us.
It burns, the light.
Have you heard of imposter syndrome? The fear that you've somehow achieved everything in your life by accident, and sooner or later everyone will realize you're an imposter who knows nothing?
I've been thinking about that a lot lately.
Somewhere along the line, I acquired a bad case of it, and I've never quite been able to shake it, despite all evidence to the contrary.
It's all about the stories (and lies) we tell ourselves, how we frame events, the themes and patterns we draw out (because we're always looking for patterns and narratives, that's what we do, we humans).