I don’t know any ways to shut those off but jumping in and not listening anymore.
I am you. Kind of. Here’s my little literary journal publishing credit.
Except I’m on Nano #23.
I just let it rip and then shove it all into Google Drive until I want it back.
As a social work major, I could suggest that you might benefit from some work, maybe, on why you’re so anxious.
But for the most part, you do it anyway, you do it lots, you do it some more, welcome to Nanowrimo.
I’m dreamingheart, by the way.