risk
To put heart to paper in black and white, even if it’s hidden in a private journal, is to be vulnerable.
To sign one’s name and click publish, without hiding behind a brand or a logo, is to bare one’s soul.
To know you were made a writer, but that now is not your time, is a risk of trust.
To not only write, but admit that you have to write, is to risk sounding crazy.
To write is to risk. But it would be an even greater risk for a writer never to write.
Love this!
Yes, indeed it is!
I feel the same way about it… but that doesn’t keep me from writing! 🙂
Yes, so true! Love your take on this word!
Yes! Agreed! Thank you for the encouraging words. To write IS to risk. Love the look of your blog, btw.
Oh, thank you, Mary! It’s very much in the midst of a re-design. I find it much easier to help other people design their blogs than actually do my own. 😉
Oh, how true this is! And the ending resonates! I am one of those who loves to write, who fears hitting publish, but knows that I must…that the greater risk is in being unfaithful to what is in my heart. Thanks for sharing!