Self Doubt

Fairytales are more than true:
not because they tell us that dragons exist
but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
~ G.K. Chesterton

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I am quaking in my boots at the thought of writing a book synopsis.  Not that I didn’t start before this – I did – but to write a tale of two star crossed lovers… well, even *I* hate a bad ending. Do they deserve a bad ending? Perhaps not, but that’s what some people get.

Raw.
Messy.
Emotional life.

And to what purpose?  ::shrugs:: Sometimes I wonder.

Who wants to read a book like that? There’s enough of that crap in the world! Fantasy is to escape,  not be faced with the world’s problems.

However, I realize that’s a coward’s excuse for not attempting it at all. And not to say they HAVE to have that ending… but I can’t imagine another.

I just feel stupid putting all my short stories together in chronological order. Does my overall story even make sense?

I guess I’m afraid of rejection and to be told it doesn’t. But that kind of stupid attitude gets one no where…

So I will quit procrastinating and flesh it out. It was always the ending that I was afraid of,  anyway.

::takes a deep breath::
…time to get back to it, then…