There have been many times on my journey to publication that I’ve needed my tribe. After a grueling day at the keyboard when every sentence misbehaved, when a rejection with a capital R showed up in my inbox (or several), and especially when the self-doubt grew so big it tried to suffocate me.
And now, as I stare down the last week and a half before my debut novel launches into the world, the familiar prickle of fear has turned from an annoyance to PAIN, the kind that needles you until you reach FULL-BLOWN PANIC MODE. I try to shake it, but find myself asking these questions over and over again:
What if they hate my novel?
What if I’m a big fat failure?
What if all that hard work and passion mean NOTHING and I never sell another book?
So despite this amazing gift I’ve been given, despite the beautiful cover and wonderful reviews, it doesn’t change the fact that every story has the DARK MOMENT.
I’m there—there in that dark moment. Holding my breath, waiting for the BIG TURN AROUND when the heroine knows what to do and not only comes out okay, but a better version of herself. NOW is the time I am thankful more than ever, for my tribe—for my friends and family and writer warriors that throw me the life raft and tow me in, no matter how many times I jump ship and begin to drown. Now is the time I must dig deep and BELIEVE—believe in myself, believe that the universe has a plan. Because like any writer, I know this dark moment will pass and the story will go on.
When was your dark moment and how did you find the courage to face it?