Here's the dealio.
I'm going to be published sometime in February.
At least that's the plan.
Yet, unlike those of you awesomely amazing people who have landed agents and publishers, I decided that I want to go indie.
Which is cool, because it moves along quite nicely, and I've got tons of input on the final product.
I love my story. If I didn't, I wouldn't have written it.
Yet as a writer in the process of being published, I also long for public approval. I mean, I know everyone isn't going to like my story, and that's alright. I just hope that the number of people who do like it outweigh the people that don't.
What makes me more insecure is the simple fact that I haven't been accepted by a publisher. No one (except for you super nice peeps :) ever said my writing was any good. No editor looked at it and said, "Oh, I like this and I think other people will like it."
The scariest part of going alone is that… well… I'm pretty much alone.
Anyway, I should be getting the first draft of my cover either today, tomorrow or Friday. I'm so nervous about it, and I really hope it's absolutely amazing. But it's been so excruciatingly painful waiting for it!
I even dreamed about it last night. I remember it looked really cool though, so hopefully it was one of those prophetic dreams. I'll be sure to tell you when I get it :)
What are you guys insecure about?
Don't forget to stop by Alex Cavanaugh's site to check out other insecure writers!
Have a nice day!