Ten months. Ten months exactly.
That’s how long it’s been since my last—and only—post. I had grand plans. I was going to write a new post every week. Send out query letters. Get active on social media. Exercise…oh wait. Wrong topic (although, I should probably do that too). But life always distracts me.
So what have I been up to over these past several months? Well, I’m still writing, bouncing back and forth between a few different manuscripts. I’ve done a lot of editing. I entered a few writing competitions and got great feedback and suggestions. I’m even a finalist in the Linda Howard Award of Excellence writing competition for my manuscript, Forever Yours (winners to be announced in November). But I stalled out.
I’d like to say it’s just because I’m busy. Yes, I’m busy. But I don’t think I’m any busier than the average working adult. Although, taking writing seriously is very time intensive. A task that I think will take me an hour or so ends up taking me four hours. Maybe it’s just me—maybe I’m just slow. But now I’m just making excuses, and I shouldn’t because I know what the problem was…
I had “impostor syndrome”!
Check it out. It’s a real thing, and it’s something many writers experience. Basically, impostor syndrome is a fear that you’ll be exposed as a fraud. Maybe I don’t know anything about writing romance. Maybe my writing isn’t any good. Maybe I send out my manuscripts and get laughed out of the room.
But all of that went away after attending this year’s Emerald City Writers’ Conference hosted by the Greater Seattle Romance Writers of America. If you’ve ever thought about writing romance, come to the conference. You’ll be surrounded by an amazing group of supportive writers who have a passion for writing romance. This year I attended as many of the events as possible (last year I was on dog duty with my husband out of town), and I had a blast. When the conference was over at 3PM on Sunday, a sinking feeling lurked in my stomach.
Until I got home and sat down at my computer.
ECWC was just what I needed to remind me of why I write. I write because I love it, and I want to share my stories. So, here’s take two. Let’s see where things go this time!