I broke out this notebook (Ooo, pretty snowflakes):
And I started writing a new story--a Christmas story! I thought I was going to let the tradition die after fifteen years, but here I find myself in July and in need of a new project, so a Christmas story it is.
It's so fun to start something new. New characters to love. New scenes to daydream about. The only problem is The Doubter. You know him, right? That nasty little voice that keeps saying, "That's stupid. Who's going to want to read that? You're not starting the story that way are you? Are you kidding me? I've never heard anything more cliche in my life!"
Argh. Shut up. Shut up! SHUT UP!
Sigh. I'm trying not to listen, but sometimes it's hard. How do you banish The Doubter?