Self-doubt and feeling about being a fraud. Yes, more words about naturist fiction are about to appear. As I prepare another post, I got to wondering just exactly why I was doing this? I mean, I am trying to teach about naturist fiction or about the art of writing? Am I expected by the reader to give some pithy reviews of naturist books already published? Is this more about filling up a space because of habit? Questions that don’t have answers and usually don’t get vocalised.
So what is the point of the questions? Well, most writers are not so self-assured as the characters in their books. It doesn’t seem to matter whether one is partway through one’s first book, or if she/he has dozens of published titles under their belt. There is often a feeling of being a fraud as a writer. I hear this often from writers in the Twittersverse – hashtag #writerscommunity.
So, this is a shared feeling of self-doubt, the feeling of not having what it takes to be a writer, about being a fraud who fills up virtual pages with words. Since I am old, very old [the ancient one here at Naturist Fiction], I have passed through these feeling of doubt and gone on to continue writing. Sometimes there are periods or drought. When I was younger I was certain I was a fraud and turned to teaching. You know the old expression, “Those that can, do; those that can’t, teach.”
Now that I am older than dirt, I know the truth. You can’t teach if you can’t “do.” To become a writer means we need teachers whether those teachers are virtual [other writers through their works] or face-to-face in classrooms from Kindergarten through post-graduate studies. Part of that truth continues to be learnt from younger writers who now ask the same questions as they remind me of the angst that I would suffer.
Listening to those writers who are just beginning the craft, I try to give a virtual hug that would tell them they will pass through this and all will be well. Writers will write.
“the ancient one here at Naturist Fiction”maybe here at Naturist Fiction.org but I get the feeling that both I and Michael Beyers can chase you close on the title of the old man on Naturist Fiction …
Septuagenarian here. Thanks, Ted.
This is a very interesting post, Robert. It gives me an idea for my next turn.
Good luck with the writing – I know you can do it – and trust me. We have dirt here that’s older than you.
Virtual hug to you, my friend!
Older than dirt is a comment that one of my grandson’s once made when we were talking about dinosaurs. Thanks, Paul.