Every time I start a new project, I am terrified I will not be able to do it.
Every. Single. Time.
This terror is not my initial response. My first response is elation. Excitement. Passion. Thrill.
This is a delightful and short-lived phase of my process. Much sooner than I would like, the excitement and celebration morphs into abject doubt and fear.
Suddenly, I am overwhelmed by the work ahead of me. My mind makes it all seem like an enormous mountain that I am at the base of, seemingly without any equipment or wherewithal of how to surmount it. It is like some weird fog of “forgetting” comes over me and seduces me into believing that:
- I do not have any business embarking on this endeavor, and
- I do not have a clue as to how to do anything.
I am grateful to have a partner in life, my…
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