I just returned from my annual experience at the Glen Eyrie Writers' Summit.
I am tired. I am achey. I am a little grumpy.
I am also re-inspired.
I am re- charged. I am re-dedicated.
I am re-born.
Ready to go. Ready to write. Ready to actually finish a book rather than starting more new ones!
And I'm ready to kick fear out the door. Being afraid of failure (and/or success) has gotten really old. I got sick of it this week.
I know these feeling and the new burst of creative energy will be short-lived and it will all fall back on my commitment. But I'm committed. See how brave I am telling the whole world that?
The photo is of the wonderful mentors, James Scott Bell, Kathryn Mackel, Angela Hunt, and Nancy Rue as they form the Universal Mind. (it was a skit, not some weird religious thing.)