I took nine years of clarinet lessons from elementary school through high school. Of course I was in the band. The band gave concerts, despite the fact that there were times when we sounded pretty awful. We didn’t get paid. If we were lucky, our parents showed up to listen to us perform. There were wrong notes, missed cues, lots of mistakes. But nobody ever proposed that the school band stop giving concerts.
Writers, go. Apply this to writing, RIGHT NOW. And then when you’re done epiphanising over the fact that it’s okay to practise in public, go read the Twins of Darkness and Good blog 😉 😀
Own your apprenticeship. Write with abandon. xx