I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself.
For several days after my first book was published, I carried it about in my pocket and took surreptitious peeps at it to make sure the ink had not faded.
Thinking no longer means anymore than checking at each moment whether one can indeed think.
My first impression when I made it through was ‘Good, because I’m going to prove to you that I deserve to be here’, because they told me that sometimes I lack confidence in my performance and sometimes I’m not as consistent as they’d like me to be.
My inner critic who had begun piping up about how hopeless I was and how I didn’t know to write.
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
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