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What Scares You?

I've heard it said quite a few times over the past year that the thing which scares you the most is the thing you need to do.

To put it another way - what is it that if you do not do it, you know you will regret not doing it? Is it submitting a story to a publisher? Writing a story about a dark past? Is it even saying "I'm a writer" to someone you know?



Over the summer, I've been trying to figure out what to do next. How I am to proceed with my writing and art career? Sometimes, though, what I should do, I don't based solely on the fear of rejection. I have a novel submission ready to go, but I haven't sent it in yet, because I'm scared the novel will be rejected - a lousy reason, I admit, but it's a real one.

Sometimes, it's not the adventure which scares us, it's the facing of the unknown - the first step taking us from the safe world we know into the dangerous unknown. I love the quote from J.R.R. Tolkien's, The Lord of the Rings, which sums up perfectly the feeling: “It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.”

As the weather turns cooler, and the new year approaches, I ask you this - what is it that you want to do? If you had no fear, what would you do? 

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