Writing-More Personal Than I Could Have Ever Imagined

At this point in my work, I have begun considering the very real prospect of others entering the world I am creating. I think it is fair to say, it’s unbelievably scary. Honestly, I never envisaged how personal this was, or how vulnerable I would feel at the thought of putting my story ‘out there.’ Or maybe I have considered this, somewhere deep inside my subconscious, which would explain why I’ve never done it before.

Having now asked someone to look over my story so far, the thought of that person joining me in my world, is both exciting and frightening. Yet I have no idea why I feel this way. I assume it could be the prospect of being judged; perhaps this person won’t like my work. Or maybe it’s because they might see me differently. Whatever it is, seems to make me feel exposed.

That said, I want feedback, and I want to know if my story is coming across to others in the way I have intended. What is certain, is that I hadn’t realised how just how difficult writing a novel was going to be, and how much there was to consider. Therefore, I am wondering how well it conveys what I have imagined.

Now, all of this seems to paint the picture that I am lacking in confidence in my own ability to write my story. Honestly, I still don’t think that is true. I am certain that I can be a great storyteller, and that I can definitely craft a good book. But by doing so, I am now opening up a part of me that nobody has ever seen before…

How could that be anything other than frightening?

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