I need to tap into my courage to try something different. I need to stand out from the crowd so that I do not fail.
Writing, oh the love hate relationship that exists between it and me. Where is the muse that should be telling me the moment has arrived? That now is the time to write. No bolts of lightening, no cheering crowds announcing to me that I have a talent and must begin immediately to tell that story or write that book.
But I do have that one person who always, ALWAYS, calls me out!
She said, "How do you know you can't write? You always stop before you get started. You were offered a job, a paying job!, where references would be phenomenal, but you talked yourself out of it. Tried to quit. But you can't quit because you never started!"
I am never offended by her words and insight. In fact, she always makes me laugh, because her words always paint a picture in my mind and cause me to give thought to these little nuggets of wisdom she throws at me as she humbly says, " oh, I don't know".
Perhaps I do have my muse after all.
I am who I am, uniquely me.