You’d think that landing a sweet publishing deal would squash any trace of writer’s block, right? Hell, someone *wants* you to write. Someone is investing time, and energy, and money in your work. You’d think that would be enough to silence those internal voices of self doubt forever. You’d think that, and you’d be wrong.
A whole new wave of doubt comes flooding in *because* someone is investing time, and energy, and money in you, in your work.
And who the fuck are you?
The battle never ends, my friends. You will always have to push yourselves to keep reading and writing, to have some faith in the painful process of writing to get to that sweet spot: that wonderful space of having just written something.