Some honesty

That to begin writing is so difficult, that I hesitate like this teetering on its precipice as if dreading a plunge into icy water, must surely bode ill for any future writing career. But that’s how it feels. And I must be honest. I am standing at the edge of a vast sea. I can’t see a bottom. I can’t even see a far shore. The way west is only blue and breathless, and I’ve suddenly forgotten how to swim.

Sure, “it’s just humiliation.” But how much of that can you really take.

Perhaps what they don’t tell you when you’re young, and this maybe-truth is still forming kind of half-cooked in my brain, is that anything worth doing is unbelievably hard. A scary thought follows: my years-long soul search, meandering march into the unknown, the turning, the burning, and the turning back, are these only symptoms of youthful hedonism?


2 thoughts on “Some honesty

  1. DV says:

    That’s beautiful, Lulu! The part where “anything worth doing is unbelievably hard” made me realize why I abandon things halfway whenever I attempt them… It’s too hard and I’m too lazy!

  2. If you want to get a good deal from this article then you have to apply such
    methods to your won webpage.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: