I cannot allow myself to be motivated by fear. If I do that, I’ll spend the rest of my life not trying to do something I really think I should be able to do – even if I suck.
So I’m going for it. I read your comments yesterday and they made me do the ugly cry (luckily, I have no photographic evidence to support this) but they were right. YOU were right. And I thank you for it.
I don’t like to half-ass things. I go balls to the wall, y’all or I go home.
Deep breath. Don’t panic.
It’s time to put those essays into a single document and work my ass off on them.
And I will.
Because you believe in me, I can believe in myself.
Anyone have any suggestions for me? How the shit do I find myself an agent (AGAIN)?