Unpublished (#94 of 365)

Thoughts every unpublished author has.

She stared at her book shelves. So many books. So many unread. There was a pain in her gut at the thought of reading an unread book. What if it was no good? What if she built it up in her head and it was a let down?

She paused. It wasn’t these books that fed her anxiety. It was the unpublished manuscript on her laptop. What if she built it up in head? Thought it was perfect. What if the audience seemed it a let down?

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