Imposter

Imposter syndrome. I have it!

I was so excited to finish my first MS and get into the querying trenches, but now I am working through my next MS and feeling a little apprehensive. What if I can’t write another 80k novel? What if it sucks? Everyone is so much better than me. Why can’t I write beautifully like them? So many useless questions to ask, but somehow they still find a way to weasel their way into the core of my brain. The one place that is vulnerable to shame and sadness.