I have this bad habit of getting super invested in my writing, not reading a damn thing on the side, finishing the entire book, bam! It’s done! And then I get back into the reading world and start learning about other books that have been published and are NYT best sellers and I always look at my unpublished book and go, “Oooooh…Maybe I should just quit.” I do this all. the. time.
And I’m really torn because a part of me says that these best sellers got to where they are because they are the cream of the crop. They should be lauded, admired, and studied. And the other part of me says, “Your work is unique. It’s your own. If everyone wrote the same shit…well, what fun would that be?” I mean, every time a new best selling author hits the scene, it’s because s/he is doing something original and inventive, right? Maybe.
I finished Untitled Action Book as I’ve said, which is in the hands of my CP, and I’ve started plotting a new book which I intend to commence writing in the new year. I was really excited about this book, but as I did some research into the setting and time period, I read about a few other books that did similar things, and they are worldwide, critically acclaimed, and I was like, “How is my little tiny book going to reach that level? How am I even going to compare?” And I can hear my CP telling me right now, “Just write the damn book, Tiffany.”
The publishing world is so competitive and I just feel like they don’t want good. They don’t want great. They don’t want the best. They want perfection. How am I going to achieve that? It’s just daunting. I mean, I still feel hopeful because I haven’t started the book, so there’s loads of time to make it amazing. But I won’t say I’m not intimidated by the books being published around me every day. Will mine stand out? Will mine reach an audience? Will my characters speak to the world? I just don’t know.