February 1, EMG opens to new artists.
Feb 1 is also my personal deadline on an art project that is due the 15th.
I have to get another 50 or so EMG designs up before Feb 1.
I also plan on doing a personal Nanowrimo in February.
I am terrified I am incapable of doing any of these things.
I don't know if I'm more frightened that I will get such an influx of interested artists that I have no hope of keeping up with it, or more frightened that *nobody* will submit and I will feel stupid and unloved. They're both scary.
And who am I kidding, thinking I can write a novel. A novel? The most I've done is write some loosely connected short stories. Can I do a whole book? That's intimidating! And of course, the second question is, can I write a book anyone would want to *read*? I dunno...
So basically, I had some insecurity going on in my little pea brain this weekend. This week I shall be so busy, I shalln't have time to worry.
That's the ticket...