I currently have one book with something absurd like a 20% drop rate. (sure i only have 5 drops, but thats a really big deal when you only have 20 readers, and only 5 or so of them are still active meaning its closer to a 50% drop rate.)
[EDIT: 4. I only have 4 drops. I dont know how i hallucinated a fifth. shush.]
Now part of it may be that I legitimately dropped the book for a year, but three of those drops occurred when I picked it back up. Another part is I was very preemptively self defencive when I started because I did things like gave a genocidal antagonist some actual positive traits, have a trans character not have a happy magical escapist transition in a setting that has magic, and start the book as a NaNoWriMo exercise which is to say I didnt flesh out the world, the cultures at play or anything else remotely as well as I should have. Or, you know, find a beta reader to help bounce my ideas off of.
The fact remains that my book has a criminally high percentage of people who noped out of it, and that percentage causes me to this day many moments of anxiety.
I notice errors and problems in my early works, and I check my writing against writing that markets really well and sometimes I feel just entranced, swept off my feet, wishing that I could do that to even just myself...
and sometimes, I feel my writing has some qualities that are straight up better. It's really confusing when you feel both that your writing sucks and that you deserve more dopamine numbers. I hate it and I wish I could be literally anything other than a human for that reason.
But I have literally no current validation, and I get it. IRL took me out for more than a year so people got dejected and won't likely be looking at it. It's really my own fault that 2022 fucked me over. I should be self sufficient, I shouldn't need other people, hell, strictly speaking I DON'T...
But the self doubt and self hate remain, powerful as always, and with no sign of slowing down.
I have even flirted with the idea of trashing my book. But then... Then I will be at the position of not having completed anything, and my advice to everyone else to write whats true to them would ring a hypocritical hollow.
I can not live with that for myself. So I press on.
I am worried about my skill level legitimately, but I don't want to engage free feedback before I get even remotely a solid community again because if the free review turns out bad (I estimate it will at p=0.8), then I don't know what will happen to me. As much as I give words of encouragement to others, I'm saying them to myself just as much.
But I keep writing, and I encourage people around me, starting new series, to keep it up. People need to know where their stories suck, sure, so they can improve, but they need an idea of where their strengths lie. That way they can play to their strengths, and develop a mental T-pose from there and take the W with Style.