
I am working on a book project.
It’s not the same book project as the last 5 book projects that never got off the ground.
It’s a brand new book project that started taking root in my mind when I was interviewed on the podcast, I Wish I Knew EDU.
I have written several pages in my notebook for this new book project.
I have been going strong.
I have written a lot because I am passionate about what I’m writing.
My energy level is high every time I sit down to write.
And, yet…
Just the other day…I started to doubt myself.
I started to feel like an imposter.
Who am I to write anything that anybody would even consider reading?
What do I have to say that someone else hasn’t already said, and better?
I know. I know.
This is my fight or flight brain doing its job.
This is its way of protecting me.
If I never try, I will never fail. Right?
So, what do I do?
I do the only thing I can do: I keep writing.
I write one word at a time.
I write one sentence and then another one.
I write what I’m itching to say because I must.
I read and reread what I write.
I revise so my ideas are communicated in an interesting and coherent manner.
I repeat to myself what published authors always say, like my own personal mantra: the real act of writing starts during the revision process.
Yes, I know. A writing process isn’t linear. We revise as we write, but the first draft is often just written in stream of consciousness. A dumping of ideas and images on the page. A continuous cacophony of words until there is nothing left to say.
Then, it’s time to do the hard work of re-visioning what was written in a frenzy.
I cringe at the poorly structured sentences, the ordinary words, the lack of clarity and logic in my writing.
I revise – add, take away, substitute, rearrange – trying to get the message just right, or as right as I am able to get it given my current understandings and limitations as a writer.
I keep writing.
I revise in the moment.
I revise later.
I share my writing with other trusted writers.
I wait impatiently for their feedback. Check my email a dozen times in an hour. Check my messages on my phone. Troll on social media. Look at the clock. Tick, tock.
I consider the feedback I get.
I make changes that make sense to me.
I keep writing.
I keep writing.
I keep writing.
Cross posted to The Two Writing Teachers Tuesday Slice of Life Story Challenge.

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