My dream is slipping away from me. I thought I owned my dream, that I could do what it takes to fulfill my dream. But now it is fading away.
Why? because I am full of fear.
My fear has paralyzed me like a deer frozen by the glare of headlights of the car heading straight for me.
What has happened? The words used to flow, I felt free when I wrote, pure and alive. I gained the confidence last year to start writing my first book. I’ve shared often and enough about why I feel I need to write this book, a memoir of a time kept alive only in my heart and mind.
Yet, as I bash away on my laptop in the telling of it another story emerges, weaving its way non-stop through the original storyline. It doesn’t change the…
View original post 1,200 more words