THE COME BACK
Just as the prodigal son returned home upon realizing the need to, so have I decided to come back home- to writing after almost 8 years of scramming. It took me a lot of strength and courage to be back and I’m even still wondering if I still got this, or if I’d eventually go back to ‘sleep’ this time around again if confronted with writer’s block, if I’d be consistent with my style, if I can carve a niche for myself in this saturated space and put out original content and of course attract new readers etc. I’ve always wanted to get back on here but fear held me back. Like I said earlier, I didn’t have the courage and I feared I’d fail at it again. During these tough times, I realized I couldn’t even put together a simple, one page document. This freaked me out and I knew that was the the end for me because writing has been a part of me since childhood- writing essays, lying my way through (imagining and sharing made up stories) and of course getting high scores for my made up stories
