And just like that......

For a while i sat there and thought "What does one blog about?" So i started off by posting my notes that were so well received on Facebook. Notes which are actually excerpts from my book. But, really, there was no point to that. After all: That is just repetition. If you want to read those, you could easily go to my FB profile and go to the notes.

So, now i had to come up with something new. Then I confronted the usual fear of a creative: How will the people receive what i write? After all, all the other stuff had already been tested to an audience. So, i knew there were at least SOME people who enjoyed it. But to just go in cold and start writing? That is breaking new ground. Virgin territory, if you will.

It takes a certain amount of arrogance to write something and get it published. Just like it takes a certain amount of arrogance to do anything creative and put it out there for people to enjoy. What you are saying is: I have something to say. I have something that I KNOW you will enjoy. I have something new and fresh and exciting to share with you. A shrinking violet will pen it and never share it with the world, for fear of rejection. Fear of criticism.

I just don't know if i have that kind of arrogance. But i am working on it. I have tried to get people interested. I have tried to get some people to boost my confidence, make me feel like what i am doing WILL be appreciated. How did i do this. I shared my writing with a select group of friends, and from there grew my circle. This way, my confidence slowly grew.

They say one of the best ways to achieve a goal is to share it with people. Tell people you are going to gym and lose 10kg. Tell people you are training to run the Comrades. That way, even when you consider quitting, you realise that you are not just letting yourself down, but all the people who believe in you as well.

So, i have made my goal very public now. I am writing a book called "Wakeup Woman!" All those who have read little excerpts from the book are awaiting the book with bated breath. I cannot falter. I cannot let them down.

The past two weeks i wrote nothing at all. I was overcome by fear. I had....no, actually, i am not even allowed to say the phrase. Once you say it you give it power. You make it real. Like Erectile Dysfunction. You never say the words out loud when you have it. No, hell, I'll say it, because i am not superstitious. I had Writer's Block. But i woke up today, and just like that.....it was gone. I am writing again.

Wish me luck!