Lack of confidence in my own ability has only assisted in holding me back. This morning I made the decision to step out of my comfort zone and embrace the fear!
So, this is me, as the saying goes, killing two birds with one stone.
Just the thought of writing a blog post petrifies me! Crazy, I know. I’m an author and I’m afraid to write. My only rational explanation for this is that blogging, for me, is personal, even more so than my novels. Every post I write reveals a little piece of me, and that’s quite confronting.
Another fear is sharing what I write…again, crazy! For obvious reasons that need no explanation, I’m sure.
So, I’ve decided to share the beginning sentences of a novel I started minutes ago. This idea has been nagging at me for months and I haven’t had time to focus on it. Today it took over my thoughts and I had to get rid of it or nothing else would get done.
My work in progress (WIP) has no name and is little more than a thought, but I would like to share it with you anyway…
To realise you’re responsible for destroying the lives of those you love most is one of the hardest moments I’ve had to come to terms with.
Drowning in my own fear I allowed despair to eat at me from the inside out with slow deliberate bites. The pressure of each tooth inflicted excruciating pain when the jaws clamped shut, only to be repeated over and over again.
No matter how hard I tried to escape, the chewing continued like a torturous reminder of my every failing.
That’s as far as I got before the urge to share took over.
Until next time, be well.