Manic Cycles

This week, as you may have noticed from last week’s post, I had a horrible crisis of faith in myself and my writing. I was absolutely ready to stop everything. No more website. No more submissions. No more publications. No more writing. I was ready to just say fuck it.

I didn’t…obviously. I have great friends and they helped me get over myself and my depression. Usually, I can do it on my own but this time it was really tough. I guess a writer’s skin can get a little thin even after being roughed up by constant rejection and criticism.

I like to believe that all artists go through these cycles of highs and lows. I think you have to be a little crazy to do what we do. To put yourself out there, bare, for everyone to laugh at or ignore… at this point I’d even take the laugh.

The good thing from all of this is that I actually started a new story. It’s a good start.

So I guess the cycle will continue. Let’s hope the next downward swing doesn’t go so low.