The Inner Voice Is Terrified

As of 9:20am, or what she will finished its Kickstarter campaign and raised a total of $3,625.

I honestly am overwhelmed by the support I, we, the play, received from friends, new and old. Yet again, I have found myself getting verklempt.

And terrified.

I've found myself becoming terrified.*

Because a whole bunch of people gave my play a bunch of money so that it can be more awesome than it already is.

So, of course, my inner voice is questioning whether my play is awesome.

And, of course, my inner voice is firmly in the "hells no, it is not awesome" corner.

Which is terrifying because it is official. My play is happening. Money has been donated. Tickets went on sale today. IT IS HAPPENING.

AND IT MAY SUCK.

NOT because of the actors, director, designers, etc. They are awesome. Don't get confused.

Because I may be a sucky writer.

And somehow tricked people into thinking I was a halfway decent writer.

AND EVERYONE I KNOW IS GOING TO KNOW THAT IT SUCKS. THAT I SUCK.

Is this not terrifying to anyone else?

Okay, so maybe it doesn't suck. Maybe. And, okay, this is what happens when you write plays. People, ideally, go see them. So, what am I freaking out about?

Well, everything, but, hey. I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. And until I come to it, let's hope I can keep the inner voice positive.

* - On the flip side, I might be trendy AND terrified. Which I can deal with. My friend pointed this out: 

wow, look at you... your play is somewhere b/w soho, the west village, and tribeca

you are SOOO TRENDYYY

i will have to think of a cool enough outfit

(P.S. I wrote an article for MindBodyGreen on how yoga helped my writing.  Check it out!)