Recently, I suffered a small setback in my writing. Nothing major, but I was letting some negative feedback eat me alive. Of course, it didn't matter how many writers and other professionals told me otherwise, the person who gave me the harsh feedback was the one I believed. Why? Because my inner editor is strong with the force. Being the artsy emotional type that I am, I let the negative feedback feed that inner editor until they were strong enouch and big enough to take me over completely; telling me what a hack I am, and how I should just go back to selling carbon steel pipe. And pink hair is not in the corporate dress code. *shudder*
I wanted to quit. It was hell.
So I ask myself, Cole, why the hell do you put yourself through all this? And, the reason is, I'm compelled to create. For the same reason painters paint, singers sing, and sculptors sculpt I have a never ending urge to weave story fibers into a novel. And setbacks, while they do give me pause (I'm only human) they can't stop me completely.
I'll stop writing when my heart stops beating.
Check out the video below. It's amazing and proves my point: creativity cannot be stopped.