Wednesday, May 28, 2008

My Nemesis-es.

I suppose everyone has a nemesis. Superman has Lex Luthor. James Bond had Goldfinger. (Come to think of it, Q had James Bond.) And of course Dr. Doofenschmerz has Perry the Platypus (see below).

I have a bevy of nemeses. Self-doubt may top the list, but it gets an assist from a few cardinal sins: pride, envy, sloth. And gluttony, if there are any Double Stuff Oreos around. (Damn you, Nabisco! Damn you!)

Self-doubt is a real writer's nemesis. I mean, think about it. You wake up in the morning and here comes another day of you and a blank screen and the hope that whatever you manage to put on it will actually be of some use to somebody. I guess if you write technical stuff or clothing catalogues for a living there is a reasonable chance that this is actually the case. But if you're writing a book you've been working of for two years or a spec screenplay, well then. The odds diminish a bit, don't they?

I mean, that's only being realistic.

Here's a debate question for writers:

Reality: Friend or Foe?

I'll have to pick that up some other time. In the mean time enjoy the clip. I just love "Phineas and Ferb."

1 comment:

Joke said...

My appalling lack of self-doubt explains why my writing career has yet to take off.

Now, it's neither arrogance nor solipsism...just that thinking about myself long enough to start to develop doubts sounds like too much bloody effort.


P.S. My oldest raves about Phineas & Ferb. That backyard beach song has me mental already.