Fear

pushed me out of creativity

lulled me from my dreams. 

I was living them then. 

I know this now. Only
now, I'm asleep. 

Perfect vision looking back -- 

doesn't mean it's too late

to try again. For

all the times I failed as a writer, 

I know that 

my greatest success was not

how many people were 

moved by my work, how much 

money I made, how close I came to

overcoming my fear of failure, but that 

I continued to write. 

My greatest failures were not how many

paycheques came too late, how many

rejection letters I received, how many more

query letters I was too afraid to write, 

how many hours I spent 

sitting in front of my computer 

on Facebook rather than writing or

calling or researching or goddammit

trusting that I'm a good writer and 

should and must write. Because writing 

is fragile life, and patience nourishes

creativity, that persistent embryo.