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Truth Bombs

Recently, I told a friend to pull a title from Amazon. I read their book and was a little o_0 over it. The title was pulled and I was both relieved and felt terrible.

My critique partner and I were talking over breakfast the other morning and LuLo came up. It was my first real effort at a novel worth publishing and it did not go through a very stringent vetting process. The ladies in my moms group, who I love and adore, were much too nice about my book and well, it sucked. Like a lot. So, I pulled it. There are so many reasons why it sucked, which I can go into at length, if you’d like, but… Anyway. My critique partner was still much too kind about it and didn’t come out and say it, but I kind of wish she would have.

It’s nice to hear your story is fun. It’s nice to hear it’s well written. But if that’s not true, you are doing the writer a disservice. High five for the cold, hard truth.

The more writing I’m doing, the more work I’m putting into it, the more I want to hear honest critiques. I don’t want to hear it’s good if it’s dog shit. I think I’m coming to a new place in my writing, where I’m feeling brave. Where I can send out queries. Where I can get the feedback I need. I’ve been doing more research on the Dunning-Kruger effect. I think I’m getting better at this and I can judge my own abilities better. Or maybe I’m still as hopelessly hopeless as I was before ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ We report. You decide. heh. or something.

In any case, I feel like I’m taking steps forward. I don’t feel as scared. I’ve written some really terrible stories. And that was that. Nothing bad happened. As far as I know. But, I don’t feel so frightened of sending my books out into the world. I’ve been working through my revision block. And now, this. Things are moving forward and I’m feeling like a new, stronger, braver person.


Sometimes I think the Dunning-Kruger effect and Impostor Syndrome are two sides of the same spectrum.

I’ve been reading lots of romance stuff all over the place and sometimes I’m certain my writing is better than what I just read. Like, significantly better. But the truth is,  I just don’t know any better.

Then, sometimes I’m certain I’m the crappiest writer that ever picked up a quill, or a pen, or picked at a keyboard and I can’t even call myself a writer. It’s all so goddamn fake I can’t even stand it.

If I could just find my Golden Mean between the two. Or if you prefer Buddhist philosophy, the Middle Way. (Have I mentioned I have a philosophy degree? It pops up in the most absurd places sometimes in my daily life. I can’t recommend a philosophy degree enough. Interesting and fun to play with.)


Heh, or maybe me thinking that the Dunning-Kruger Effect is at play is Impostor Syndrome making me doubt myself. That I do know what good writing is and I can write well and it’s only my self-doubt making me question it?

In any case, it’s a fun sandbox to play in. And hopefully, I’ll find my Golden Mean sometime soon.