I have no clue what I am doing, to be honest. I’m not even 100% sure what I am being asked to do in this assignment. My fatal flaw is to second guess myself and has terrible insecurity. The voices in my head plague my thoughts and drowned out any reasonable thoughts and choke out my creative abilities. My sensibilities and from sensible when my nerves are in my throat and I’m lost in my own vulnerability.
So here I am laying it out for all to see. Not sure what I am doing but I hope that one day this will make sense. My hopes, my dream of being a writer, and telling stories that will make sense, inspire and help us all run away from whatever it is we need to hide from for a bit. I’m not asking for it to come easy, just for my skill to be molded and created into a shape that I can grasp into some type of livelihood.