Whenever you feel that sense of urgent doubt nibbling at your bowels like a gut-load of rats, know you’re not alone. Somewhere out there some other writer is feeling it. A writer yet unpublished. A mid-lister, a self-published, a Stephen King, the ghost of Marcel Proust.
We are all bound to one another by the ropes of our uncertainty.
Sharing that frequency of heebie-jeebies and jittery jangly nerves.
The best we can do is help one another dispel those fears.
Or, at times, just merely to commiserate.
— Monica Wood, The Pocket Muse