I read an article about a student aged twenty who had co-edited a story, was a published author and everything that I want to be. Now, a few months ago I would have seethed with jealousy and found ways to make me feel better and put her down. But, today was different. I searched her out on Facebook and sent her a quick message, telling her how awesome she is and how inspired I am.
And so I started this blog. I did write on a regular basis but I didn’t show it to anyone. It wasn’t the fear of criticism that kept me from showing my work. Criticism would mean that I did something right. I could live with that. It’s the mockery and ridicule that kept me away. Not anymore.
I'm going to write and I'm going to write well.