I’ve been thinking about failure a lot lately. Forward progress on all of my current projects have been stymied by a variety of things. I’ve been far too much in my head. Not only is that a scary place to be, it is also an unproductive place to be. What writing I’m able to get done comes in fits and starts, ie. 250 flash-fiction words at a time. Sales are down across the board. So are the pages read numbers on Amazon. I struggled with revisions on one project and after struggling with revisions on a second, I’ve simply trashed the entire first three chapters with the idea of starting over. Except every time I stare at that blank page, I discover my imagination is just as blank. Freaking hampster wheel. *grrrr At the moment, I’m pretty much feeling like a failure. Then the Universe, in it’s infinite wisdom, drops this into my inbox…
One’s ability to succeed, Silver, is always proportional to one’s willingness to fail.
Besides, all failures are temporary, all tigers are paper, and life is a many splendored thing.
Go for it, Silver –
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It also helps to happy dance and “woo-hoo,” lots, Silver, but these are optional.
Put this together with a comment from an aspiring writer who is also a reader of my books dropped a comment on facebook, saying she thinks my books are brilliant. That’s worth a big “woo-hoo.” And maybe a little happy dance. So, time to face the failures, put them behind me and move on so I can set myself up to succeed. That’s how it works. It doesn’t come on a silver platter. It come from hard work. No more moping. Time to jump off that damned hamster wheel, get on a merry-go-round, and grab the brass ring! Who’s with me?