The Insecure Writer's Support Group

Welcome to the first Wednesday of the month....or, as it is known around these parts....The Insecure Writer's Support Group.

As I've said before, I'm not reaaaalllly a writer...well....okay... I AM writing these words....or..well, I guess, technically I'm 'typing' them... but this is not the 'Insecure Typist's Support Group'....and back in the day when such a thing mattered, I did have fairly outstanding penmanship....

...well, alright ....I admit that sometimes it was hard to discern my writing from a prescription written by an elderly drunken doctor with parkinsons.....or a Stevie Wonder autograph...but, other than that, it was quite exceptional....however, this is also not the Horrid Handwriting Support Group.

 

 

 

I feel we should all do our part to support insecure writers.

After all, it's them we can count on to put bits and pieces of their more interesting insecurities into their stories, thus expanding our entertainment value.

 

 

 

 

(makes throat clearing sounds and absently shuffles papers. (Had to give myself a little 'business' while I think of what to write next.))...

...(I can't think that fast........imagine the 'Jeopardy' music in your head....the WHOLE thing...(has anyone else ever noticed that the end  sounds A LOT like 'I'm A Little Teapot'??))

I may not be a writer, but.........I don't know if you can tell from way over there........I am quite insecure.

 More about some things than others.... I do feel experienced (and thus, expert) in feeling badly about the things that I feel badly about.



 

I am secure about my insecurities.



 

 For instance, I'm sure I feel very insecure about my neck. My neck started out just as taut and smooth as my face...well, I guess it wasn't so taut during infancy..

...the necks of infants are kind of small and wrinkly and pretty much non-existent.....I think it's because they have such big heads, their little necks just seem to disappear under the weight of those melons.

 

 

 

My middle boy had an enormous head!  

His name is Cranius. It's from the Greek, meaning "huge headed baby boy"....and his last name is Mellonsmith.....Cranius Applehead Mellonsmith, that's my boy...we call him 'CrAM' for short...you should see him in a hat...or trying to put a sweater on!

They are cute though aren't they?

I mean babies, not just their heads.....god...I don't want any of you to come away from this thinking..."Oh, she's the one who's into baby heads."

That just doesn't sound becoming.
However, I digress.

Time for a musical interlude:

In all seriousness, who among us isn't insecure about something in our lives?

I think that the insecurities of writers can be dealt with the same way one deals with an insecurity about their neck......with turtle neck sweaters and plenty of vodka.

It worked for Hemingway.

Hell, if you have enough vodka, you won't even need the turtle neck!

Some people believe that insecurity is a necessary element of creativity and it is only our insecurities about the world and our lives that ultimately drive our desire to create.

Many, maybe even most, people drawn to the arts are very insecure about a lot of things.
There are always stories about Joe Hollywood, or Jane Jewels...who, despite all their success are still  insecure about many things and think of themselves as frauds.

These people are not to be confused with the ones who really are frauds....like Milli Vanilli,  Frank Abagnale Jr. and Charles Ponzi.

Some people are insecure about more than just their necks and feeling as though they are frauds..some have deep rooted insecurities that were planted in them years ago by thoughtlessness,  unkindness and brutality.
It's all human nature. The evil and the good.

Is it possible to live with absolutely no insecurity? Maybe.
Sometimes though, insecurity is good.
It keeps us from doing stupid things, as in, "I don't feel very secure clinging to the top floor of this 40 story building with greasy fingerholds."

Hmmmm....Maybe that's fear I'm thinking of, not insecurity...or maybe it's both, because I think that Insecurity is probably Fear's whinny step-sister.
Fear is always jumping out from behind doors, scaring Insecurity, who curls into a ball on the floor and cries, "I can't do this! Stop it! I'm scared. You don't like me...it's cause of my neck, isn't it?!"

Peace everyone....and a Happy July 4th to my American friends!

Joyce Cary

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