No matter what field your in. What your hobbies include. At some point you are going to have to let someone else look at your work. Even if it’s that quilted blanket that you’ve been working on for months and your great aunt wants to inspect your stitching.
It probably wouldn’t hurt to let them. That way you can tell if your improving or just wasting your time .Most often then not, in the early stages of anything you do, you are just wasting your time. You’ve thrown yourself full force into something amazing and you come out the other end realizing that it’s probably a piece of shit and you have to decide rather or not it’s worth the time to fix it. Make it better and or just chunk it somewhere far away.
That’s where criticism comes in. And when you need to start growing those extra layers of skin.
Cause good lord are you gonna need them.
I’ve recently gotten feedback on my own WIP, Stop the Raven, and man did it make me cry. I mean officially over it, I’m done, break down. Not that the feedback was rude in anyway. It was all very helpful and I’m thankful that the people took the time to give such feedback.
It just made me realize how much work I still have to go. After a year of writing this story and doing my best to work out all the kinks inside of it, it brought me to tears that there might just be that much more work and I know after these edits there’s still so much more work to do.
I was this close to throwing in the towel and calling it a day. Saying I tried. I really did, but like I said, I’ve been working on this project for a year. To give up now would mean that all that time was wasted. Not something I’m looking forward to admitting. Also, everyone who gave the best feed back also gave some inspiring notes.
So, I’m not giving up.
Did the truth hurt?
Yes, I cried like a baby but it’s all good.
Woke up in the morning with a new layer of skin and…..
Okay, so it wasn’t the next morning, it was more like two days and 10 episodes of Criminal Minds later but you get the idea.
I got over it.
Decided that putting in the effort to fix what was needed out weighed having to start again with something new. Or doing nothing at all.
Never understood how I could sit there for years and say ,”Someday I’m gonna…”
Every time I’ve started saying that recently I reply with (To myself of course) “Well someday is today, sweetheart, so pick up those feet.”
Wipe those tears away, pull up those big girl britches and grow some skin. Cause the world is tough and you got to be tougher.
This turned into more of a rambling pep talk, but I hope you are getting the gist of it. Started this blog to show my writers journey. To document what I’ve learned and what I’m still musing over. So if it’s a pep talk for me hopefully it’s enough for you as well.
Til next time.