Happy weekend, writers!
I don't know about you, but my internal critic is a Monday-morning quarterback.
He doesn't hassle me while I write. He lets me write with confidence, exuberance even. He allows me to go to bed happy with myself as a writer.
The next day, when I reread my pages, that's when he leaps from the shadows and tackles me.
(Wait, so am I the quarterback? And he's the linebacker?)
(He's going to have a field day tomorrow with this message!)
Other writers grapple with internal critics that are Sunday quarterbacks. When you sit down to write, a Sunday-QB critic pulls up a chair, taps you on the shoulder, and says, "Hi! This stuff is awful. May as well quit, right?"
So which type of internal critic do you have, a Sunday or a Monday-morning quarterback?
