It starts as a whisper
Early on into my ’50k words in a month’ challenge, I noticed the internal whisper of self-sabotage began talking louder than usual.
While out to lunch, my Inner Naysayer (let’s call him Colin for the sake of the story) was dismantling my fledgeling story:
Colin: “Who wants to read this kind of story anyway?”
Me: “I do for a start – ”
Colin interrupts: “If you say so. Personally, I think you’re a tad bit delusional. But what do I know? I’m just a figment of your imagination!”
Me: “Lalalalalala! I can’t hear you, Colin!”
I ended that conversation quickly and tuned out Colin’s high-pitched giggles with an episode of Chuck on Netflix. *head in sitcom sand*
Silence the Inner Naysayer with a Novelist’s Agreement
Chris Baty author of No Plot, No Problem, talks about this conundrum in some detail. You have to make a pact with yourself that you will not allow that self-sabotaging sonofab*tch inner gremlin to have a seat at your writer’s table.
There’s no space for you here, Colin! Got that!!
It’s also important to read the “Month-Long Novelist Agreement and Statement of Understanding” frequently:
I understand that I am a talented person, capable of heroic acts of creativity, and I will give myself enough time over the course of the next month to allow my innate gifts to come to the surface, unmolested by self-doubt, self-criticism, and other acts of self-bullying.
An open letter to my Inner Naysayer
Dear Colin (Inner Naysayer)
Your feedback has been duly noted but I’m choosing to ignore you because I think you’re a bit of dick.
So next time you’d like to offer an opinion, you can shove it where the sun doesn’t shine!
Not listening to you anymore!