When I think of it, when I try to get the tendrils of my mind to wrap around the concept of this book, I can’t do it. I feel like I’m trying to enclose the sky, and I start to panic. I get scared. I wonder if I can do it.

The problem is with thinking too much and doing too little. As soon as I try to really conceive of what I”m trying to do, my biggest fear sets in:

I can’t do this. I’ve told so many people about this book. I’ve accepted people’s money. What if I fail? What if I can’t do this? How could I possibly do this?

The truth is that I have no idea how to do this. But something in the truest part of me tells me I can do it . . . but it’s not the part of me that thinks; it’s the part of me that breathes. I need to write from there.

And to remember, as Jennifer Luitweiler wrote so eloquently, I’m not in this alone. That is a beautiful thing.

What makes you fearful about writing?