I have discovered something about myself in the last year of writing. I suffer from The First Draft Blues.
Symptoms include:
– Thinking your story concept is complete rubbish and no one will like your characters
– Believing your writing rivals that of a six year old’s.
– Questioning every turn your story is taking.
– Wondering why you are bothering when it’s the worst thing you’ve ever written and everybody will hate it.
– Laughing at yourself for thinking you could ever make it as an author.
I had a very bad case of it with Betwixt and I am suffering an even worse case of it with my current work-in-progress. So how do I medicate myself against this rampant disease that threatens to destroy my dreams? Continue reading “The First Draft Blues”