I've heard it said that if you give your fears a voice they lose their power. And that must be true because after posting yesterday's "confessions of a wimpy writer" (which I thought about deleting because I sound like such a dork)I sat down and wrote.
I wrote and I wrote until I looked up to notice that I had over 1000 words written. Woo-hoo. It seems I have found the story I was meant to tell because it's practically writing itself. And it's not scary, it's fun (and heart wrenching--sorry, it's what I do).
Now my biggest problem is that I never want to stop writing. Why don't homes have a self cleaning button? Why?
2 comments:
Nie Nie is doing a contest for a Mothers Day essay.... you should do it so I can vote for you. :) I triple double dog dare you! :)
When do we get to read what you write? :) I'm totally with you on the self cleaning house!
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