What is left unsaid

You don’t have to tell me how much of a slacker I am. I already know. In fact, I feel the weight of the words every time someone encouragingly asks me how the book is coming. I crumble under the weight of the words every time someone says they can’t wait to read the book. My answer is always thank you for the vote of confidence but really, the fear of writing complete garbage paralyzes me.

Dang! I have a perfectly good brain, a healthy imagination and a collection of life experiences that I couldn’t have made up if I tried. So what’s the deal? I guess that is the part that remains unspoken. And so it will remain for yet another day. But at least I wrote something, right?

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