The merry-go-round (March 23rd - 29th)

I came into the week on a high.

 An album launch for my band went smoothly. By midday on Monday, 100 of our vinyl records were traveling to supporters around the world. 

What a privilege to be invited into someone’s home in that way. 

I was still riding that high when I got on a call with my writing coach later in the day. We were going over her edits on the latest draft of a story I’ve been working on since November.

I had been excited for her approval since I submitted the piece a few weeks ago. But once on the call, what I heard were lot of questions. Not many compliments. 

It sank me. 

I’d already spent over 100 hours on it. It sent me into a thought spiral: I’m an imposter. Talentless. I’m wasting my time. These thoughts went by like a kids on a merry-go-round. I watched them cycle for days, until I brought the adult to the room: 

Shouldn’t I expect this? Isn’t failing the central thesis of my own blog? 

Once I was able to see the setback for what it was —just a part of the process— the only thing left to do was get back to work. 

Here’s how I did it: 

Writing: 9h

Writing-related: 1hr

Music (playing): 4hr

Music (admin): 10hr

One of. my hauls to USPS this week