On Writing

Why we fear writing?

I ask myself that every-fucking-time an idea runs through my head.

Why write this?!

Who the fuck is going to read it?!

Will this be just another message in a bottle?

  • Will it reach a destination?
  • And if so, will they cherish the writing?

Fuck! What’s the fear?

Not get published?!

Not being liked?!

Not reaching a Stephen King recognition?!

Fear does not drive out writing. It only prohibits us from it.

One of my fears is to leave a work unfinished…

Die halfway through? I guess.

But if I don’t start, how will I know if I’d finish it?