Ever since I was a young teen, I wanted to be a writer. I just never had the confidence to believe I could be a writer. My inner dialogue would haunt me with thoughts of “you’re not good enough to be a writer”, “do you really think anyone would want to read your words” or “you’re not smart enough to write anything worth reading”. I became a closet author, privately writing for myself.
So much self doubt got into the way of putting the pen to paper or fingers to the keyboard.
I’ve always struggled to fall asleep as this is when the stories would come to me. Stories were constantly floating through my head, but I never wrote them down. Instead, I picked up a book and read someone else’s words. Eventually, I’d fall asleep.
In the year I turned 50, I published three books. I currently have two contemporary fiction novels in the works and a children’s book I am shopping around to publishers.
What changed?
There is something about getting older that allows us to put down our inhibitions. Maybe it is the old adage ‘with age comes wisdom’ or maybe we are just tired and don’t care anymore and let go of insecurities.
We take on a ‘screw it, this is me’ mentality. We stop caring so much about what others think or meeting societal norms in our appearance or success stories. Nothing to prove to anyone else. Start living for ourselves.
This frame of mind, of releasing inhibitions and living my heartfelt desire, finally put me in a place where I was confident enough to make that long held dream
come true.
Letting go of those built in preconceived notions of self just proves that in this lifetime we are never too old and it is never too late.
Embrace your journey💖
With love and light,
Wendy
