I have a confession to make.
Sometimes, I worry that I’m not a very good writer.
Don’t get me wrong. I like to write. I’ve often been told I’m a good writer. But I’ve only worked in one very narrow realm. I’ve only worked at ministries. I’ve always had a very specific audience that I was writing for.
Recently, I began working on my application for a master’s program. And all sorts of doubts and fears have cropped up. For the program, I’m supposed to turn in 25 pages of creative non-fiction as part of the application progress. And the more I look through my writing, the more I edit my pieces, the more I worry that it’s just not good enough.
I’m scared that I will send my writing in, and they will look at it, and wonder why I’ve even bothered to apply. Afraid that I’ll be like one of those singers on American Idol whom everyone has told they’re a great singer…and then, not so much.
And it’s terrifying to think that the one thing you’ve always believed you’re good at…is something you’re not really good at at all.
But surely, it’s not so bad as all that.
(Just so this won’t appear to be a post where I’m just BEGGING for people to leave comments about what a great writer I am, I’m just going to turn off the comments 🙂 )