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Feel the fear and face it!

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Why would anyone want to lay their innermost thoughts bare, hung out in the public domain for "all" to see? The thought fills me with dread still. Much like the time I signed up for a spider identification workshop when I was unequivocally arachnophobic- a moment of madness bordering on genius I've since decided. That day it was only after the meet and greet when they bundled us into the "classroom" that the cold sweat and racing pulse shot my mind into clear focus that this was a living nightmare I'd somehow sleepwalked my way into. This is how I currently feel about blogging. It terrifies me. And like that half day of breathing through a brewing panic attack in that spider ID workshop, I am inexplicably compelled by my curiosity to push through. You know that moment when the horror movie you've been coerced into watching by your significant other peaks at that blood curling scene and your hands shade your eyes but your dilated pupils drink in the g
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I came, I listened, I wrote

23/6/17  I came, I listened, I wrote Today I attended a workshop on blogging with Katherine Baldwin hosted by Creative Women in Business and it suddenly struck me that I was even less sure about "why" or more so "what" I wanted to write about by the end of it. All I knew is that I seemed to have this growing rekindling for wanting to journal again but this time to "put it out there". I guess I was always been interested in storytelling. Actually I've been fascinated by other people's stories for as long as I can remember.  I once wrote. I created. A lot. My primary school teacher Ms Tinkew was the jolly inspiration that brought my imaginary characters to life in the form of short stories. I could already draw and loved art so I can remember clearly the day we were given cardstock, paper and markers to construct our own mini book that we were to spend the next term filling with creative writing. It was heaven - a moment that all my pass
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