I Feel Naked

I feel absolutely naked.

Metaphorically, of course.

My book is launching June 15th. The closer the date gets, the more I feel paralyzed to do anything. The list of launch activities on my desk is yelling at me. I’m slow to respond.

I know why. I’ve been here before. I’m putting my piece of art on display. What if the response is lukewarm? What if all my hours of labor in writing and marketing fall flat?

High-achievers love taking on projects where they know they will succeed. I can write a book. I can create websites and promo materials. I can inspire my friends to cheer for me.

I can’t control a faceless audience.

My brain is doing its best to take me to a screeching halt. I have to do my best to overcome it in spite of the unknown future, which of course can be wonderful…who knows?

So I keep reminding myself that the stress and trepidation means that something is trying to be born. This force has taken me this far. It’s time set it free to create whatever is next for me.

I also have the pleasure of reminding myself that no matter how strong I am on the outside and how confident I am in my abilities, I have a soft spot inside that that suffers from bad reviews and fears disappointment.

I am human.

Sigh.

Now, off to work. And please consider purchasing Wander Woman on June 15th. If you send me the receipt, I’ll send you a bonus Workbook. Thanks…I can now check one more thing off my launch list!

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