Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Are Writers Worry Birds?



Submit a finished piece that felt satisfying to you and then what? Sit back and wait? Start counting days until you get a response from the editor? Bite your nails and worry? 

It seems to be a natural thing for humans to fret and worry. What good does it do us? All the worry in the world is not going to change the amount of time that it takes for an editor to notify his/her decision. It's not going to make the number of days we wait any less. It's not going to change the little things we wished we'd added or left out before we sent the submission.

The one and only thing worry does is make us miserable. Self-inflicted punishment! 

Even knowing that, it's difficult to control worry. Having a poster like the one above where you see it frequently might help. Read it over and over and the message could make the words and what they really say sink in. Use a mantra like I refuse to worry. Use it often. We know that we learn through repetition so repeat! And repeat!

Some of us are natural worriers. About everything! It's most likely harder for those people to rein in the worry bird than for ones who worry now and then. I'm guessing that people with negative attitudes worry more than those who look for the positives in life. 

One help for writers is to have faith in your writing, to have self-confidence in yourself as a writer. Dwell on the positive things in your writing world and work on correcting the rest a little at a time. 

Chase the big. black cloud that seems to follow you away. There's sunshine behind it. Turn toward those rays to help your writing journey and ease your worries. A little at a time. Nothing changes overnight. Use some of that persistence and patience that I employ as keywords to our writing. It's just as important in the worrisome times. 





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