Look, it's Nora Roberts! And, she's standing with ME!
This time last week, I was sitting in my first RWA NATIONALS workshop.
It was an absolutely exhausting, fantastic trip.
I came home with my brain so full I haven't been able to even open my WIP.
Don't think that was the intended result.
Other than the general physical exhaustion, which I have finally recovered from, I think I have a "Workshop hangover".
RWA was my 3rd writing conference this year. So, I've had this feeling before. I should be completely pumped, motivated, cranking out words so fast you can't see my fingers moving on the keyboard.
Instead, I couldn't even write my blog post on Tuesday and haven't managed more than a few emails this whole week.
Why? Because the sheer sense of responsibility to create a quality product is overwhelming.
After all I've learned this year, I feel like I've been to OZ and seen the man behind the curtain. He's short, ugly and looks alot like my internal editor, Boris.
I know people are going to tell me,
"Just write. Just get the words on the paper."
But, I'm past that. I am in my fourth round of revisions.
And, because of what I learned last week, facing down a HUGE rewrite.
Please, don't read this as whining.
I will do it.
I will do it.
I have 11 days before my real life pounces, again.
I plan to make good use of that time, but I'm still... oh, I don't know...
Paralyzed with fear?
Am I the only one? Do you come back from conferences all afire and ready to go? Or does the knowledge it isn't just about "getting the story on paper" give you a moment's pause?
