Hi, its Sher today reposting the Insecure Writers Support Group post that disappeared during the latest hacking. I couldn’t find the post in my email or on Google+, Facebook, or Twitter. If not for the comment notices in my inbox, I’d wonder if I imagined posting. I can’t figure out how to restore the comments, but thank goodness I finally found the post itself on Bloglovin’. Makes me wonder how many other posts disappeared off most social networks.
Now back to IWSG… the rest is history:
In case you didnt know Ive been considering giving up on IWSG, Im repeating part of last months post. I spent 6 months throwing up this year, (so) you might understand why Im behind. My biggest insecurity is whether Ill ever catch up on chores, let alone writing. Physically, Im much betterat least no nausea for the last weekbut I dont have the stamina I once did. If I continue to try to do everything, I will fail.
Later, I read about next years anthology only being open to IWSG members, and that gave me pause. Im still pausing. Im still so far behind on farm chores, house cleaning, editing jobs, and finances that I may not write a story next year. Then again, I might. Not only that, but Im up to #87 on the linky list even though I once fell off by accident (I hope I posted the month my name disappeared). After I had to start over, I dont want to lose my place in line. IWSG is like an amusement park in that regard. So please excuse me while I think another month, lol!
Now for the flip side. It stands to reason that every insecurity vanquished should bring triumph. Well, one of my triumphs is being able to eat again. I can swallow without pain; no longer do I feel like an alien is ready to burst from my chest. Whew! And drumroll my food stays down so well that Ive regained 12 pounds! Since Ive also regained the incentive to cook, I volunteered to bake 2 extra turkeys for the homeless at Thanksgiving. I was exhausted by the time we sat down to eat, but every bite was a joy! I am so grateful that my fear of starving to death is gone. Poof!
Now youve heard my insecurities and triumphs, what are yours? Dish, please. I need the inspiration.