Insecurity conquered one word at a time....right?
Here I am 14 years after my first blog post with only one sentence of a second post filling the entire library I have created since that time. Ouch. I have considered myself a writer most of my life. As a kid I co-wrote a book called "lost in space" with my friend Andrea Gibbons. she would walk home from school with me everyday and we would act out the story on our way of a family that was lost in space and....well I think that was mostly the gist of the story but they went through a lot everyday and the story filled at least half a journal that I got from my grandma that was covered in colorful balloons or something on the cover. As a teen and young adult I journaled and wrote letters and loved to practice creative writing with a few of my best friends. But since growing up after an attempt in my 20's to write my first novel, picking the project up and putting it down a dozen times over five years or so. When I had been married for about eight years my husband opened an...