You can’t finish this. Just leave it be. No one’s going to care anyway. You’re not going to be a published author. No one’s going to care.
The above excerpt from a Medium post by Christopher Connors, [Don’t Fear Your Doubts and Insecurities — Let them Drive Your Life] reflects the uncertainty he felt as he was editing the final chapters of his book.
Two additional points from Connors’ post
“Fear and insecurities are given life by the voice inside our heads.”
“Please. Do what you want. Go after what you want with maximum effort and energy.”
Read this valuable piece. If you’ve not experienced these doubts, I sincerely envy you. And if you have, well, welcome to the club!
This book can be found here. [Not an affilliate link.]
What took me so long?
A blog named Word Inventions and I never got around to making up my own words?
Well, the time has come…
Thank you to David L. Hoyt and Jeff Knurek, creators of JUMBLE®–‘That scrambled word game’…
Marcie turned from the cloudy weather outside and shook her head at the new workmate, deep into his daily chants. What a complete and utter yuclod.
“Ensign! You’re not facing your men until you get that festering sennig removed from your chin!”
The Senator glared at his staff. “Time to change the narrative. Send for Bob. He’s the best bilger our super pac can buy.”
***Image courtesy of gratisography.com
From writing prompt #7 below…
“Here are three things you should know about me.”
I turned away and winced. Am I going to want to hear this?
“One, my right leg is longer than my left one.”
“Fascinating,” I said. Please let that be the worst of it.
“Two, my favorite food is chili, no beans.”
“You are truly special,” I said. I liked the ‘no beans’ part. And what’s number three?”
“I…” He paused for dramatic effect. “…am certain dinosaurs still roam the earth.”
God, if only we’d stopped at the chili.
“Sorry, I can’t help you.” “But you’re our last chance!”
That face on the TV screen…so familiar.
“Don’t you think you’re being a little paranoid?”
“But did you have to post it on social media?”
He brushed the dust off his suit. “That was easier than I thought.”
“I feel like we’re home,” I said as I stretched out on the couch. “Oh, let’s not get too comfortable,” said Mom.
“Here are three things you should know about me,” he said, pouring a cup of coffee. “First…”
It was essential…we had to have those photos…
“You’re certainly all smiles today.” “Yep,” she said. “I finally told off that old battle-axe.”
There, for all the world to see, in large block letters was his profession of love…
“And you needed the skull because?”