I’m a
wimp.
A cream
puff.
A
marshmallow.
I’m
so not cut out to be a writer.
I’m
anaphylactically allergic to criticism. And this doesn’t apply only to my
writing life. This is just who I am. I have the type of personality that always
wants to be right. Not in the “I’m right and you’re wrong” way but in the “I’ll
die of humiliation if I answer the question wrong so I’m not going to raise my
hand, even though I know the answer” way.
The
upside to being paranoid about making mistakes is that it has made me into a
very conscientious person. If you ask me to do something, I’ll do it. And then
I’ll go over it 100 times to be sure it’s right. And then I’ll call you a few
days later to see if it met your expectations.
Again.
I shouldn’t be writing.
Because
all writing requires some form of criticism.
And
criticism + Lynn = hyperventilation.
Three
published books in and I’m still a hot mess. Each time I send a few chapters,
or an entire draft to someone, it nearly kills me.
OK.
I’ll admit that I’m a teensy bit prone to exaggeration. But the heart palpitations, sweaty
palms, upset stomach. Aren’t those symptoms of dreadful things — like heart
attacks? :)
So
what’s a writer to do? When all the traditional advice says she must develop a
thick skin if she’s going to survive but when the transformation from thin to
thick-skinned would require a personality transplant?
I tend
to assume that thick-skinned people send off their work and don’t worry about
it. They don’t spend time refreshing their Facebook or Twitter feeds in case
someone has commented on something they posted and their hands don’t shake when
they open an email that will tell them whether their work has been accepted for
publication. They certainly don’t lose sleep over what some anonymous person
said about their book in a review.
Maybe
that’s true.
But
maybe when it comes to our writing life we need to redefine “thick-skinned.”
What if
the thick-skinned person isn’t necessarily someone who stands tall and lets the
waves of criticism roll by without a second thought?
What if
the thick-skinned person is the one the waves of criticism throw to the ocean
floor and keep them submerged so long they begin to wonder if they’ll ever
surface?
But when
they’re finally able to catch their breath, they don’t run for the shore.
They
stand up.
And let
the waves do it all over again.
Beneath the Surface
Dive Team Investigations, Book #1
After a harrowing experience with an obsessed patient, oncology nurse practitioner Leigh Weston needed a change. She thought she’d left her troubles behind when she moved home to Carrington, North Carolina, and took a job in the emergency department of the local hospital. But when someone tampers with her brakes, she fears the past has chased her into the present. She reaches out to her high school friend turned homicide investigator, Ryan Parker, for help.
Ryan finds satisfaction in his career, but his favorite way to use his skills is as a volunteer underwater investigator with the Carrington County Sheriff’s Office dive team. When the body of a wealthy businessman is discovered in Lake Porter, the investigation uncovers a possible serial killer–one with a terrifying connection to Leigh Weston and deadly implications for them all. Amazon
Lynn
H. Blackburn believes in the power of stories, especially those that remind us
that true love exists, a gift from the Truest Love. She’s passionate about
CrossFit, coffee, and chocolate (don’t make her choose) and experimenting with
recipes that feed both body and soul. She lives in South Carolina with her true
love, Brian, and their three children. Her first book, Covert Justice,
won the 2016 Selah Award for Mystery and Suspense and the 2016 Carol Award for
Short Novel. Her second book, Hidden Legacy, released in June
2017 and her new Dive Team Investigations series kicks off in March of 2018
with Beneath the Surface. You can follow her real life happily
ever after at www.LynnHBlackburn.com
and on Facebook, Twitter, and
Instagram.