One of my biggest fears is the fear of rejection. Not of ME, of my writing. I’ve written two children’s stories, two romance novels, short stories and flash fiction—none of which have seen the light of day.
I think the reason I worry more about my writing being rejected is because it’s such a profound part of me. I believe every writer’s craft is his baby and if it’s not received well, it’s as if his child has been offended, which, in my opinion, is a lot worse than one’s self being wounded. I can handle condemnation of MYSELF, goodness knows I’ve had enough of it in my lifetime, however, if my writing is criticized…well, let’s just say I’ve always been afraid of THAT.
I’ve finally come to the conclusion that I can’t let this fear stop my creative process. Plus I think I’m undergoing a metamorphosis of sorts. I’ve been on a personal journey for awhile now and I believe that part of that journey is to face my fears. And what’s the worst that can happen if I send out my work? It gets rejected. So what. Stephen King was rejected forty-one times before HE was published.
It’s not like a publisher or agent is going to advertise that I suck. They’ll just send a letter or slip saying nope, not for us. I can save it in a folder, frame it or burn it in my chiminea. But if I don’t at least TRY, I’m failing without even leaving the gate.
I don’t know if I have talent for short stories, memoirs, novels, blogging, or heck maybe I have none at all. All I DO know is I NEED to write. I have stories running through my head ALL the time. They scream to be written; I can’t silence them. I’ve tried NOT writing, but I couldn’t do it for more than a day. I’m always writing something, or typing. I still have a typewriter, for goodness sake!
I don’t know where this path will take me or where I’ll end up. I just know something is calling me and it’s louder than it’s ever been and if I don’t answer it, I’ll go nuts. Well, nuttier than I already am.
With all that being said, and a lot left unsaid, I’m going to post some of my work here, on my blog. What I need from YOU is complete honesty. Yes, honesty. If you don’t like it, my grammar is bad, dialogue doesn’t flow, or something just doesn’t sound right, I need YOU to give me your opinion. Yes, I know I said I was afraid, but that’s why I’m doing this. I need to face my fear and what better way than on the World Wide Web!
Stay tuned for the first flash fiction story, The Rival, coming soon.