Like the Little Train that Could….I think I can …I think I Can!

I’ve read lots of articles. I’ve had lots of people tell me this. But, believe me it’s easier than it sounds.

Just write! They all say……Just Write!, and it will start to come as naturally as breathing. I sure hope so. When I was younger I used to keep a journal. I would write in it every single day. ¬†And, yes it did get easier I remember. So I guess I will just have to write every day just like back then. Maybe it will get easier again.

Like a lot of other would be writers. I’ve always wanted to write, to have that blockbuster book! That novel that everyone was reading and talking about! Maybe some day I will! But not today. Today I sit with a thousand ideas spinning through my mind. All ideas that could make for an interesting read. If I could just get those ideas down in writing.

I’m beginning to feel like I am running out of time. I keep getting older, letting the years slip by without even trying to accomplish my dream of writing. It’s scary. Writing is scary. You put out in word form all these thoughts and ideas and, yes dreams, for the world to read and judge.

Will anyone even read my words? Will they enjoy the experience? Will they come back for more? Yeah, it’s scary.

I understand why some tell me to join writing clubs. Join anything to do with writing. I think because there is some power in numbers. We all are scared. All us so called writers are scared to death that no one will want to read what we have to say. So we stick together, a pack, a group, a flock of writers. Hoping, dreaming.

So here I am, hoping someone, anyone, enjoys my writings. So I won’t feel so alone and vulnerable. So scared.