Shannon Dittemore is the author of the Angel Eyes trilogy. She has an
overactive imagination and a passion for truth. Her lifelong journey to
combine the two is responsible for a stint at Portland Bible College,
performances with local theater companies, and a love of all things
literary. When she isn’t writing, she spends her days with her husband,
Matt, imagining things unseen and chasing their two children around
their home in Northern California. To connect with Shan, check out her website, FB, Twitter, Instagram, or Pinterest.
I have these moments. They come hard and fast, drops of sunlight peppering my face as I sprint beneath a canopy of leaves.
There and then gone.
In these rare moments, I FEEL like a
writer. Like a published author. Like someone who has the enviable job
of writing stories for a living. They’re wonderful, these moments. They
bring with them a simple, pure, always fleeting feeling of confidence.
I work hard to respect these moments. To
honor them by sitting down in my office chair and dumping words onto a
page. Because the truth of the matter is, these inspirited moments are
fragile. They dissolve at the very hint of negativity, at the first wind
of frustration, at the stink of words like trending and bestseller.
It takes very little to scare my muse away. And without that
confidence, without the itch of inspiration compelling me to write, it
can be a fight to keep my head in the game.
I’m not alone in this, I know that. This
isn’t even a problem unique to writers, but the truth is, these battles
are fought in a place where you are of little help to me and I am of
little help to you. Bloody battles are fought daily between my ears. In
the noisy, crowded, aching place where my thoughts churn and churn with
little relief. And when I’m losing, my very own mind flips those once
sunny moments inside out and uses them against me.
We writers spend so much (too much?) time
here. In our own heads. We dissect everything we read, everything we
watch, everything we hear. We try to fashion it and shape it and invert
it into something usable. Into something we can write about. We pass a
man yammering to himself on the sidewalk and, within minutes, we’ve
concocted an entire backstory and plot. We know how we’d write this man.
Or we don’t. And that kills us.
We sulk away and claim writers block. We doubt we ever had THAT THING. That spark, that gift, that mojo.
We doubt. We doubt. We doubt.
We’re afraid to fail. So we stop writing.
But that only angers the beast inside us and we’re reminded that just
because we may not write in practice, we cannot simply walk
away from the lens we view this world through. Whether you sit and write
or not, your brain will not let you be. And so you have a choice: to
write through the doubt or to let it gnaw on your gut as you wait for
another passing moment of enthusiasm.
Should you take breaks? Yes, absolutely. Weeks? Sometimes. Months? Maybe. But should you ever let doubt be the reason you walk away? I think, no. Doubt is a monster we should never, ever feed.
I don’t know that there is one answer to the problem of self-doubt. But I think there are things that can help.
1. Redefine success. This
word doesn’t have to mean what you’ve always assumed it meant. Redefine
it. What is success to you? To me success is mattering, making a
difference to someone. That’s success. I’m a Christian so I want to
honor Christ. Success. I want to be of value to my publisher. That’s
real, that’s success. Your definition of success might not match mine,
but you should take a moment to figure out what it is. And be willing to
adjust your definition as you grow.
2. Write through the doubt. It’s hard to swallow sometimes, but the only way to chase away the I CAN’Ts is to prove that YOU CAN. So prove it to yourself.
3. Write fearlessly. Being
afraid to fail is very real, but if you let it hold you back, fear
wins. Want some truth? We’re all afraid. Doing it anyway is what makes
us fearless.
4. Look for inspiration.
Those of us who write as a career have to learn something early on.
Inspiration will not pay the bills. That said, perhaps you’re missing
daily inspiration by assuming it will look as it always has. Try this,
go outside. Be with people. Scrounge through bookstores and libraries.
Go on grown-up field trips. Investigate the world around you.
Inspiration may sporadically attack us, but if we go out looking it’ll
have to try awfully hard to hide.
And finally,
5. Inspire someone else. Be
the wind in someone else’s sails for a while. Put your pride, your
competitive nature, your angst, fear, and doubt aside and lift someone
up. Give them a sunshine moment. Not because you’re fishing for
inspiration from their lips, but because we all need a little
encouragement from time to time. And because others need to know just
how valuable their contributions to the world are. Tell them.
These are just a few of the things that
help me when I’m lost in the darkness of my own mind.
What have I missed? What advice would you give?
Today, let’s choose action in the face of paralyzing doubt.
What have I missed? What advice would you give?
Today, let’s choose action in the face of paralyzing doubt.
YOU CAN do this. You absolutely can.





















