Today is the Insecure Writer’s Support Group posting day. It’s time to release our fears to the world or offer encouragement to those who are feeling neurotic. If you’d like to join us, click here and sign up. We post the first Wednesday of every month. Try to visit at least a dozen new blogs and leave a comment. Your encouragement will be appreciated.
Alex’s co-hosts for today are Krista McLaughlin, Kim Van Sickler, Heather Gardner, and Hart Johnson. Be sure to drop by their blogs and express your thanks. Now on to my insecurity…
While browsing through books on Amazon a couple of days ago, I thought I'd have a look at what another author was doing because people who read my books also buy hers, so they're listed together on the display pages.
I discovered something curious. Currently, I have about a dozen books on the market. When I had half that number published, the other author had even less. It seems that in a very short time this industrious author has published twice the number of books that I now have on sale. Can you say envious?
After I got over that shock, I wondered, well, what exactly have I been doing? After drawing unkind comparisons—thinking I'm such a waster, I slowed down long enough to realize this person is writing full time. Still, it boggled my mind that this writer was able to produce all of those books in such a short time and guess what? She's doing a lot better than I am in terms of sales and has tons of reviews on some books. Curiouser and Curiouser.
A quick analysis told me that she'd been brave enough to give away some of her books, and it has obviously worked for her. Me? I'm wary of the people who rush to grab free books, any books, and then complain that it wasn't what they expected. I have more than 350 reviews on the book I've made perma-free and let me tell you, if I hadn't stopped reading the cutting and demeaning reviews, I'd have given up writing by now.
After I realized how smart this particular author has been, I stopped raking myself over the coals. I've had a demanding full-time job, which I've left so I can do more writing. The irony is, I'm doing more writing, but not in the fiction department, so I still haven't achieved my goal, but I am grateful that I am able to do what I love.
Am I frustrated that I can't spend more time writing fiction?
Will I continue to go at a pace with which I'm comfortable?
Will I continue to write for the love of it?
The answer to all those questions is yes, but you know what? We're all on a different journey and there's a quote I like that speaks to the pressure we put on ourselves - Too many people undervalue what they are and overvalue what they're not.
Do you do this?