"You're not a writer!"
"You know nothing about this. What do you think you're doing?"
"Everybody has a book nowadays. Why bother?"
Yesterday I found two things that helped to quiet the monster. The first was a change in my mindset. I was posting this photo to Instagram and I came up with this caption...
"I'm making a book. If I say I'm 'making' a book instead of 'writing' one, it's not as scary because I make stuff all the time."
I thought more about it later. I've made books by hand. Many years ago I took a workshop on binding books. I've designed photo books using my own photographs. I've made wedding photo books and baby books. I've made scrapbooks. This project isn't that much different. I'm not just writing a book; I'm making one. And that one little change in thinking has really changed my attitude about this project.
The other thing that quieted the monster was to answer him. I thought about why I am doing this. I took the time to answer the question, "Why bother with a book?" and now that question can't scare me.
Because I want to. Because I think it will be great learning experience to bring all the things I've learned this year together into some organized way. Because I'd like to have something tangible to show for the year's worth of work. Because I think it might help someone. Because I like to make things. So there monster! I know you'll be back but I won this battle.