Get shit done. As a mantra, I don't imagine my granny would approve. But it's seen me through deadlines, races, awkward meetings, breakups, and pretty much my entire twenty-something life. More thousands of words to write than hours in the day? Get shit done. No sleep, surviving on coffee, horrible "real-life" workload? Get shit done. Want to stay in … Continue reading Idea Debt & Getting Sh*t Done
A fear that teachers or colleagues will realise you have no real grasp on the work. A snake of insecurity that means you can't comprehend how you deserve to be part of a friendship circle. A shiver of apprehension every time you have to present something because of a belief that your ideas or results can’t possibly be enough. Or – as in my case – a cold, constant voice in the back of your head telling you that you are not really a writer, that you’ve been fooling everyone and one day they’ll turn on you because of it. Oh yes, it’s time to talk Impostor Syndrome.
I've been talking to the lovely Virginia MacGregor, author of What Milo Saw and The Astonishing Return of Norah Wells, and debut writer Francesca Dorricot about how making time for your passion is essential if you really believe in the writer's dream.
