Closer To My Dream

For years I have procrastinated about writing my book. Making up all kinds of excuses as to why I shouldn't write it. What if no one likes it? What if it doesn't come out on paper the way it plays in my head? What if no one buys it? What if I really can't write and it's all in my head? What if it's a big FAT failure? The hardest question of all. What if it's a big FAT success? What if it leads me to success of being able to write everyday, all day, and travel the world doing research? What then?

So much time has passed, but I nolonger think of it as wasted time. I see it as time that I needed to grow to get me to this point in my life. It was time used to mature me in being a stronger woman. The woman I was is not the woman I am.

I am nolonger in that place. I write now not focusing on whether or not someone will like it or buy it, but am I using the gift God has given me. Am I digging a grave and burying it or am I using it and making it multiply.

I don't know what is in store for me and this book I am writing, but I do know I am putting it to use.

- Willona B.