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On Writing

  • cwfort
  • Jun 30
  • 1 min read

I've never considered myself a serious writer. Nor even a dabbler. Oh sure, I've had sporadic bouts of journaling that last about 5 minutes, but somehow, somthing's changed. Maybe I was reluctant to let loose this torrent of words inside me. I had such a problem with worrying about what other people think of me, it was easier to keep it inside rather than risk rejection. Part of that thing that's changed is that I no longer care what people think of me. I no longer fear rejection for just being who I am. Maybe, too, it all needed to ripen, I needed to ripen, before I could let it out. So, we'll see where this journey goes!

 
 
 

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