I'm Robert E Kreig and I make stuff up.
Writing has been a slow process over the last few months. For those who don't know, most indie authors hold jobs to keep food on the table. Writing, as much as we love it, is something that often takes second place. Because of this, and the fact that my job is very high demanding, I've made little progress with my latest manuscript. But, with a long way to go, we're getting there.
Recently, I've had a change of workplace, a transfer from one location to another, which meant I needed to make sure what I left behind was tidied and ready for my replacement. This forced me to disregard the WIP (work in progress) which allowed me to disconnect from the story and characters for a while. I returned to it yesterday and read through what I had written, edited some things and added an extra thousand words (give or take a few). With an unofficial target of 90, 000 words, I now sit at around 25, 000.
A sudden left hook from imposter syndrome hit me like a sledge hammer, leading me to question my existence and why I ever try to do anything, especially write books. Why is this so hard? Why is everything in the universe trying to prevent me from writing? Why do the Lords of Kobol hate me? You're not a writer. Why are you wasting your time?
Rest assured, I endure... I press on... I will continue to write and publish my stuff. It just may take a little longer than I anticipated.
So, why am I sharing this?
Because, I know I'm not the only one who experiences this kind of attack. I know many people, in many situations go through moments of imposter syndrome and question their work.
Hang in there.
I intend to, and so should you.
That's all from me.
Happy reading and all the best,