Happy Friday everyone! Casey Wyatt here.
Today’s topic: My nemesis The Doubt Monster. He originally debuted on my blog (see original post here) back in June of 2011.
To recap my original post, here is how The Doubt Monster torments me.
- This story is dumb. Who will want to read it?
- There are so many other things I should have/could have done.
- I must be missing something like (fill in the blank).
- This story is so weird no one will buy it.
On and on it goes. The greedy Doubt Monster messing with my head and my confidence.
Any of this sound familiar? Let’s hear what the pros have to say:
Lynn Kurland’s take on the DM – “It also helps to point sternly toward the scary under-the-bed spot used by all creepy things and tell Doubty to get back there. Then write your book the way you like. If he doesn’t make too many noises you can let him back out to help you with the editing.”
Fellow Soul Mate Author – Katy Lee – “The Doubt Monster taunts me every time I sit in the chair to write. “Who said you could write? Huh?” Perhaps I’ll keep a club beside my chair to play whack-a-Mole with him when he pokes his head out from now on.”
To which author J Monkeys enthusiastically proposed – “I think we need to find someone to create the Whack-a-Doubty app….”
But wait! There’s a voice of dissent here.
Kristan Higgins says of old Doubty – “I love and embrace the Doubt Monster. It took us a while to fall for each other, but because I am old and wise now, I’ve come to learn that the DM and I are actually meant to be together. He lets me know when I need to rethink a plot point or adjust a character, back off or tone down or beef up. That being said, I try to ignore the DM during the first draft. Experience has shown that while first draft may indeed suck, it doesn’t mean the final product will. So I try to barrel through that part of writing, then fling open the doors and let the Doubt Monster have at it.”
Hmm. I’m hearing some love, even admiration. Maybe I should re-consider. Maybe he’s like Darth Vader. A misunderstood villain who really has a soft, gooey middle.
The jury is still out with me. All I can say, is this – “Doubt Monster, I’ve got my eyes on you. Watch it buddy!”
What do you think? Have I been unfair to the Doubt Monster? Should I learn to live with him instead of playing whack-a-mole on his head?
How do you deal with the Doubt Monster?