Any other writers out there with dream projects building up in their minds but no confidence to actually write them, or are you normal?
I have one such project. It’s been eating me up inside for a while. I daydream about it all the time.
Everyone who knows me knows I am obsessed with Tudor history and literature. They also know I love ghost stories. It’s been my desire the last few months to write a ghost story wherein Henry VIII is being haunted by his ex-wives. I even have the opening scene mapped out: Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn are dancing in yellow, rejoicing that Katherine of Aragon has finally died, when Henry VIII feels like a cold hand has reached inside his chest and squeezed his heart. I even wrote a poem about it!
Ring around the banquet hallYellow Silk by Cassandra Armstrong
in yellow silk a’twirl,
raise your hands, give up the call:
hurrah, the Queen is dead!
When it comes to actually writing it, though? I freeze like a deer caught in headlights. I’m not at all confident in my ability to do it justice. Or in my ability to finish it if I do begin it.
Once, just once, I’d like my brain to operate as a normal brain, so I can Get Shit Done.