I didn’t work on the article yesterday. In the morning, I went for a 4 mile run with Rachel. All day I worked on my syllabus and reading for ENG 495. I could read all year and still feel unprepared. The course covers EVERYTHING, it seems.
So this morning, I am reluctant to read the article again, reluctant to work on it. I feel discouraged. I feel like it must be no go, never going to get finished, embarrassing if anyone else reads it. They would just tell me it isn’t finished yet; I have more thinking to do, more reading to do, more “analysis of my data” to do. All of this makes me feel, why bother?
I know these feelings are normal. I’ve read dozens of writers testify to the same. I know the task is just to name them and move on, to even find joy in the writing, putting one’s critics on silence. Telling them off even. Anne Lamott recommends a visualization: dropping people saying critical things into a glass jar and screwing down the lid. Maybe I’ll try that rather than believing these discouraging ideas and letting them keep me from writing.