Writing is easy, they say. You open a vein and bleed.

But how easy is it? It seems to come easy for some. But what about those of us introverts who have so much to say and yet, to put yourself out there makes you break out in a cold sweat and have heart palpitations. That is what I am trying to figure out, expressing those raw emotions in such a way as to evoke those feelings in my readers. To take them to the places I see and feel inside. But can I open myself up inside and let you in? I believe that is what it takes to be “that” author. The one whose books you keep buying because they give that great catharsis. If there is one thing I am good at, it is keeping myself closed off. My sister easily opens herself up with her writing. She is so good at expressing herself and making you feel something. It seems to come natural for her. Me? Well I gotta work at it.

What is stopping me?

I have wondered, and come to figure that it’s a protective device, or a wall you might say. It’s probably not good to hide behind this wall, though I am the one who built it. I want to let you in, it’s just that I don’t trust you. If I put myself out there you may hate it and I may take that personally. It was a big step for me to even publish a book. I kept telling myself it’s not good enough, everything and anything is better. I manned up, and put it out there, and then another and yet another.

Even worse is sending it to the editor. You wanna talk about making your heart race. It was terrifying to get my manuscript back. I knew he was going to say it was a steaming pile of…well you know. Strange thing, he didn’t. Did it need a lot of work? You bet, did it sting to see all that red on my precious pages? You bet it did! But I wanted to publish a book, and this was part of it. It was either face it and accomplish something that few ever do, or not do it and wonder for the rest of my life whether I could do this thing called Writing.

I did it and for me that was a big deal but now, I want to go deeper. I want to write better and to do that I gotta go inside myself and search those dark recesses and express those raw emotions that bring the blood to the page.

Writing is easy they say. You open a vein and bleed.

This is my journey, what is yours?

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