Some people see my old logo and immediately rattle off
"See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil."
I would change evil to fear.
Not the kind of fear that keeps you from jumping out of an airplane without a parachute.
The other kind of fear
the one that keeps you safe ...
keeps you comfortable and content ...
never stretching your boundaries and finding out what you can do.
You won't die.
You might stammer a little, have some heart palpitations
and then walk out a stronger person.
If it isn't a raging success, you'll cry in your beer, dust yourself off, and give it another go.
The next time you'll be smarter and more wily.
Writing is one of the scariest things we can do. Writing is staring fear in the face. Do I have anything worthy to say? Will what I have to say make any sense? Will I expose too much? Be too personal? Sound stupid?
Writing is being vulnerable.
You need a magic shield to keep those arrows of fear going straight to your writing soul causing you to hunker down and quit.
Shields can come from many places, shoring up your confidence by knowing if you wrote- you won already.
It can come from a writing group, a schedule of filling notebooks with freewrites, morning pages a la Julia Cameron, the philosophy of "shitty first drafts" (thank you Anne Lamott).
It can come from reading books on writing. It can come from a coach, a mentor, a class.
I can help you develop that shield... so you can write.
You'll still be afraid.
But you'll do it.
Author Kim Blevins
Writing has been important to me since I started listing how to spend the $5 I made picking blackberries as a child. At the top of that list was a large fuzzy foot rug I never got. In high school I wrote of the boys I loved, the important decisions I had to make, the homework I dreaded, and which family member had annoyed me the most that day. I lost writing for a few years, then got paid to write, lost it again for many years then being a part of the National Writing Project took my hand and led me to it again. I turned my back on it one more time chasing a love that didn't work out to then find this fierce obsessive love that will always be a part of my life, the love of words, of stories, of musings and mullings. Thanks for reading.