I fear I don't know enough.
I haven't experienced enough.
I don't have that thing that no other person can say.
I am a passionate storyteller with opinions, views, and analysis. I think often. I feel deeply. I am not afraid to allow my imagination to soar.
But is that enough?
Is what I have to offer something others want to hear?
Is it something an editor takes a chance on?
Can it grow an audience?
Do the things I have contain value outside of the person who spouts them?
Sometimes I believe they do. I believe my experiences and understanding of the world will provide value for others.
Other times I am petrified that they don't.
So I bottle them. I sabotage them. I wait on them. I allow fear to fester.
I tell stories, but much like this career and life, I don't know how they end.
But I hope mine is a happy one.
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