"Why You Should Forget Remembering"(Simmons Says #215)


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"Ever noticed how easy it is to recall your mistakes?"

Hey Reader.

More often than not, I can remember my mine.
I can remember them clearly… or as a muddled mess of unpleasant emotional recollections.

I remember people shouting at me.
I remember feeling stupid after making a simple mistake.
I remember people turning down my work.
Not getting anyone to even look at it.
Not being able to sell it.

And yes, I remember the times my work sold, was published, and was well-received—

Only to have all of that joy snatched away by one nasty, dismissive comment.

It’s amazing how easy it is to recall the downers—
The insults, the rejections, the bad jokes, the digs, the failures.

And yet… to remember the good?
Sometimes I need the perfect conditions—
Sunshine, birdsong, crisp air—
Just to recall the hundreds of successful assignments.
The joy I felt creating them.
The praise. The signed copies.
The awards.

Why is it so hard to hold on to those?

I’m better than I used to be regarding this.

Took a lot of work -- deep thoughts -- lot of practice.

But I want to be even better.

I think it's worth it.

How about you?

Keep creating,

Alex Simmons

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Simmons Says

Hi, Alex Simmons here. I've taught 100s of aspiring and struggling writers how to overcome their fears and frustrations and create compelling plots, characters, and stories that appeal to a broader audience. Over the years, I've been honored to be a professional author (award-winner), writing coach/teacher, and consultant. I’ve written for many mainstream publishers, Marvel/DC/Archie Comics, and penned plays, interactive games, and video and animation scripts. And I’ve been a global speaker on empowering people through the arts. I have much to share, starting with my Simmons Says Newsletter.

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