Argh, I am there again. Sweaty palms. Headache from overthinking.
Tuesday morning I said, “I think it is time to write something new, muse. Ganesha’s Blessings, but then with my inner two year old in mind.”
Later that day I was in bath and the idea just plopped into my head. I made my way to my iBook as fast as humanly possible and then sat down to write it. Half an hour and 1500-ish words later, I had a start of something new.
I read it. I read it again and thought, oh my gods, I can’t publish this. It’s just too… raw!
It’s written by my Inner two year old. She is ballsy, she has a big potty mouth and she really can break through boundaries.
And it scares the heck out of me.
I know from my exploration into fear that this is the moment to leap through my insecurity and continue this writing process. I couldn’t write anything in it yesterday. Today I hope to fare better.
That is what this post is for, mostly. Write away the insecurity. Will keep you posted 🙂