Seemingly, because it isn’t, but feels like it. Seemingly because when you ever get to the point where you’re finally taking criticism, you’ve already gone past the hardest part, which is actually writing something real; something with substance. And yet, when you do have your manuscripts and your second, third, fourth drafts in your hands or saved on your hard drives, all that difficulty and hardship you faced while typing your soul into letters and words goes out the window, and then you let people see what you’ve dedicated so many countless hours, nights, weeks and months on. This is what seems to be the hardest part, even if it isn’t. And this is why it is so hard to do, because you’re afraid that what you believe in will be worth nothing in the eyes of others.
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