Writing is Writing

I feel as though I completely wasted the entire day.  Other than searching around the internet for places to submit my writing, the only other productive thing I did was exercise. 

I just feel like all my momentum has stalled, like all my self-doubt has taken over again and I’m waiting for something to happen, for some momentous shift to occur that will propel me forward.

The thing is – I know that things don’t just happen, no great opportunities are going to come to me if I just sit here, waiting.

But for whatever reason, some days I can’t make myself DO. 

I should feel grateful.  Last night I received my long-awaited copy of NFG.And Chris’ first comment was that I should send them some of my writing.He’s right. But today, my self-doubt has returned as if on cue, right when I am trying to move forward. 

All I can think of is that I have no publishing credits, no degree, no formal training, really – and I can’t help but feel that I am no good and I don’t particularly want to hear that from some editor.

Like I’ve said before – and it makes perfect sense – if I don’t try, it will never happen.

I would say that today, I had a moment of serendipity.

I definitely slacked today, and feel as if I waited all day for inspiration to strike (which is a fruitless pursuit, really – but more on that another time). And then, in my Writer’s Digest newsletter, it began with a quote about how talking about writing, or researching about writing are not writing.

Simple things like that make so much sense, but fear & self-doubt can alter one’s judgment and keep one focused on their shortcomings. 

I guess that one quote made me realize that I’ve slipped back into my old habits and need to get back on track.