Now, these feet aren’t actually freezing. I’m one of the ones who would wear sandals in the winter if it weren’t for the snow. This is the OTHER kind of cold feet.
I’ve reached the final polish of the final chapters of my fantasy novel. *gulp* Here in the next couple of weeks, I could possibly be hitting send to hightail my full manuscripts to the Inbox for a certain agent and a certain editor who requested it back at the ACFW conference last year. *palms sweating*
Thing is . . . I’m terrified. It’s odd, because I’ve been rejected before. In fact, I had 3 requests of my last novel, and had it rejected all 3 times. What if this manuscript still isn’t good enough? What if they roll their eyes and hit delete? What if . . .?
This is an awful game that writers play with ourselves. We get ourselves so wound up, wanting to be accepted, wanting to be validated. But to what end?
And are we recognizing the audience that we truly write for?
An Audience of One.
I know, deep inside, that I’ve written the story that God gave me. I gave it my best effort–poured my heart and soul into it. Wherever it goes from here, that’s in God’s hands. I know He is pleased with the work I’ve done, because I obeyed and I gave it my all.
So, why do I still let myself get so scared? Why do I worry about the gatekeepers?
How do you get past the fear? Even if you self-publish, you’re still putting your work out there for the world to see. How do you get past the fear?