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Conversations with an emerging writer: My advice on how not to…
“What happens if you fail?”
“I curl up in an ass ball and die of course.”
“No really.”
“I won’t fail.”
“That’s awful cocky Amy.”
“Hate me, love me, sell one copy to my mom or a million plus the film rights. It doesn’t fucking matter. It’s only a fail if I don’t try.
(Blank stare)
“Nothing scares me more than not trying.”
“That’s pretty brave of you.”
Yes, yes it is. I am brave. I’m fucking Braveheart.”
The conversation will end with another blank stare. Someone might even pat you on the head.
Then you must ignore the patronizing smile and say: “Damn right, I’m Braveheart.” Then saunter off like the crazy person they think you are while they silently hope you don’t quit your day job.
Let the pendulum swing. Be brave.
Cheers, Amy
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