shhh. Did you hear that? Oh. Nevermind, just my bony knees quaking. Three days into my creative high, large fears are barreling in.
What if nobody buys my book this way? What if making my own cover is a nightmare? What if it looks cheap and amatuerish? (Is that even a word?) What if I can’t edit as well as a publisher?
What if nobody gives a rat’s tail about any of this?
This gives way to my monster fears: that I’m a hack, that this is a hack’s project.
But, it’s too late to back out now. I’ve told every last person I know, for one. For another, it isn’t brave if I’m not terrified. Right?
Right. So. On we go.