W.w.W

Shook! by the reception of writers without walls. I'm excited and I'm very nervous. The post was one step and for a second I let the dread of a next step into the Abyss pull me away from how magical this all is. This thing I saw in my head, told Eszquire about, journaled about in my notes app is closer to becoming than it ever has before.

It's frightening because of the what ifs, but the what ifs also make it enlivening. These aren't questions I need to have answered. This is a free writers group, that I am serious about having fun with and applying myself to. That is making choices that move this forward. Case in point, I went back to my Instagram post and liked all the comments. Tomorrow/ Friday and formalize and set dates to begin. I don't need to have all the answers!!!!!!! I want to scream this at myself from the peak of a mountain, I want to sing this to myself as a lullaby as I rock myself to sleep.

Conduit.

With w.w.w I want flow, to conduct it,

to bring others in. to ebb and bring me out! THIS! WILL! BE!

and so it is.