last night, while catching up on blog posts, i came across a blog i started following months ago. it's written by a group of writers who post a wonderfully thought provoking photo each month and ask readers to write a 1000 word story inspired by said photo. i was so intrigued by the idea and the image that i swore i'd do it. i'd put myself out there. well, i didn't. i only had two days until the deadline, and i'm horrible at short stories after all, and blah blah blah...excuses, excuses, excuses.
thinking back (and how i've *cough* managed avoiding the blog since), i started mulling over the whole "putting yourself out there" thing.
why is it so hard (for some of us) to take that leap? it took me forever to enter contests, join in on blog hops, post excerpts from my manuscripts (full disclosure: i did post blurbs here and there, only to delete them soon after), or contact other writers for critique or beta reads. being scrutinized is a terrifying thing!
but since i'm out there NOW, i might as well do this:
i'll keep myself accountable by posting the story here as well (more nausea...).
does anyone else experience total freak out over the thought of posting your work for all the world to see?
if so, hop along the fiction femme fatale story contest with me. it'll be therapeutic, and nauseating, but hopefully freeing.
**thanks to alex cavanaugh for starting the insecure writers support group!