Something unsettling occurred to me late last night and was the first thing on my mind this a.m.: What if nothing else I’ve written (“finished”) so far ever sells — not the middle-grade novel, not the picture book series, neither of the biographies?
What then? Where would that leave me?
I do believe that I’ll write rather than blog this morning.
I’ve had that same nightmare, but in the middle of the afternoon, with my eyes wide open. What if my stuff never sells? You’re a talented writer, you’ve got a good agent, your stuff will sell, though maybe not as quickly as you’d prefer.
I’ve had that same nightmare, but in the middle of the afternoon, with my eyes wide open. What if my stuff never sells? You’re a talented writer, you’ve got a good agent, your stuff will sell, though maybe not as quickly as you’d prefer.
I’ve had that same nightmare, but in the middle of the afternoon, with my eyes wide open. What if my stuff never sells? You’re a talented writer, you’ve got a good agent, your stuff will sell, though maybe not as quickly as you’d prefer.
The great thing about being a writer is that you can always make more stuff.
I once heard the remarkable actor Jack Lemmon tell how, even at the absolute height of his career, he would finish a movie and have that feeling of great satisfaction. And within a day or so he’d have a panic that HE’D NEVER WORK AGAIN!
So you’re in good company. I’d wager that most creative types have that same nightmare. Goodness knows I have.
The great thing about being a writer is that you can always make more stuff.
I once heard the remarkable actor Jack Lemmon tell how, even at the absolute height of his career, he would finish a movie and have that feeling of great satisfaction. And within a day or so he’d have a panic that HE’D NEVER WORK AGAIN!
So you’re in good company. I’d wager that most creative types have that same nightmare. Goodness knows I have.
The great thing about being a writer is that you can always make more stuff.
I once heard the remarkable actor Jack Lemmon tell how, even at the absolute height of his career, he would finish a movie and have that feeling of great satisfaction. And within a day or so he’d have a panic that HE’D NEVER WORK AGAIN!
So you’re in good company. I’d wager that most creative types have that same nightmare. Goodness knows I have.