Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!
Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time.
I'm currently #72.
Over the weekend I took a blow to my ego. For the first time ever, I had an event where I didn't sell a single book. Yeah, color me devastated.
My daughter and I sat at the Farmer's Market for several hours. It was damp and cold, but the place was packed. I enjoyed talking with some people, gave out lots of bookmarks, but didn't sell any books. I'm hoping I get some kindle sales out of it.
Ah well. Today I'm apologizing to the world. And yes, I've done all of these at least once in my lifetime.
To Whom it May Concern,
I am truly sorry if I have ever offended or hurt your feelings by:
- not acknowledging you as I passed you in the hall at school/work/church/on the street/in the grocery store/at the movies
- having a conversation with you that I didn't remember five minutes later
- saying I would meet you and then not showing up
- appearing distracted when I manage to focus on you for a brief conversation
- forgetting your name/calling you by the wrong name (even if I've known you my whole life!)/staring at you as if I don't know who you are
- spending the whole afternoon with you barely speaking at all
- asking you bizarre questions like "How would you react if an eight foot dragon human hybrid was trying to kill you?"
- taking a conversation we had and using it in one of my stories
- repeating myself multiple times because I forgot we already had that conversation
- showing up half an hour late to parent teacher conferences/your birthday party/lunch date/concert because I was writing and didn't notice the time
- assuming you read my book (because, why wouldn't you??)
- assuming you care to hear about my latest shiny idea
- leaving you to cook your own dinner and clean up the kitchen too
- serving cold cereal for dinner
- not doing laundry for over a week
- still wearing my pajamas even though you've been at work for almost 9 hours and we're supposed to be going on a date (so sorry hun!)