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I’ve realized my major problem as a writer, what holds me back more than anything.

Self-consciousness, that pesky inner critic who will not shut the fuck up.

I find I do best when I can really just focus on the task in hand and not generate a band of hecklers in my head.  Because frankly, what I’m writing  at any given moment could possibly be absolute drivel.  Some things will work. Some won’t. What is for sure is that telling myself how bad it is while I’m producing it isn’t going to make my writing any better and only serves to make the process exponentially more difficult.

It’s self-sabotage.

It seems better to really be present, mindful of the work, the process – accepting what happens. Good, or bad, indifferent, judgement can wait until the second draft.


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