astral tides

Writing

Future Content & Feedback

Hey readers! I had a video ready to go up today, but for some reason I've been having issues getting that video to upload properly, so I'll stick to what I do best - writing.

At least I think that's what I still do best.

For those of you who read last week's blog post, you'll know that recently I've run into the double-edged sword that is becoming a better writer. I won't go into great detail, but on the one hand, it means that I feel more confident in my ability to craft evocative and inspiring tales with memorable characters. On the other hand, it means that the drive I once had for my current projects, including Astral Tides, has been all but killed. While I am still writing almost every day, I am having a much more difficult time hitting my word counts, simply because I feel less satisfied with the story than I did a few months ago.

That's not to say the story has taken a sour turn. On the contrary, it continues to ramp up in action and mystery as we progress through the second of three parts. No, this strange feeling of dissatisfaction only stems from the fact that I feel I am capable of writing better stories than that which I have already started.

Writing

Leveling Up: Dealing with the Feeling of Inadequacy

I like to think that I'm a fairly optimistic and level-headed guy. I won't deny that there are days when my head seems totally in the clouds, and this generally happens when I'm either about to start a new project, or when I'm just finishing a current one. The desire to see it, and anything I do, soar with all the potential I know it has is strong, and it doesn't take long before I'm overwhelmed with the dreams of seeing the books line shelves in stores they will likely never see, resting on coffee tables they will likely never touch, and be followed by other books, toys, movies and television shows that will honestly never happen. I hate my work when I'm doing it, but when I'm done, it tends to be the best thing in the world to me.

And yet, the last few days, I have felt marred by an undeniable sense of inadequacy; a worry that my work isn't worth sharing, or even completing. It's a strong feeling, and while I can pinpoint what fanned its small spark into a roaring flame, it's much more difficult to pick out what caused the spark in the first place.