the fear

It has been several days since my last update, but words can’t fill that time.

To be self employed is hard. To be a writer is hard. My days are so often filled with emotion, with drive, with the need to push myself beyond my literary limits, and sometimes even more with fear. Fear that my words won’t be enough, and conversely that I can’t be enough. It’s a fear that I have to constantly push beyond. I am more than my fear. My words will change the world.