The last few days have really opened my eyes to how much I have let fear of failure control my life.I got about 90% finished with the first short story I've wrote with the intent of publication and then just stoped. I couldn't bring myself to finish it so two days after the deadline I had given myself to finish I sat down and tried to figure out what was holding me up. My whole life I have let fear dictate my actions, as much as wanted to be a ballerina when I was little, I never took a class b/c I was scared of looking stupid. I never learned how to swim b/c I was scared that I couldn't. I was supposed to be in a national beauty contest when I was nine and wouldn't go b/c I was scared I wouldn't win and I didn't finish highschool b/c I was scared I wouldn't get into the college I wanted to go to. And here I am a grown woman scared to finish a story b/c I'm scared it won't be good enough to get published. So I sat down last night after I got the kids to sleep, read a few of the fear articles on here and got to work. I finished the story, finished the editing and this morning submitted it. While I was submitting it I was scared to death, and I don't mean a little scared, no I mean I couldn't have been more afraid if a rabbid rotweiler was five away from me and closing in fast. I did it though and ever since I have had this big cheesy grin on my face, not b/c I think it will get published but because for once I actually tried.
I relate to your fear of failure a lot! It is a big reason I put off starting projects or don't put in the effort to complete them. Good job for finishing your story! That is fantastic! The more you write and finish, the better they will become. You should go celebrate your achievement!