The birth of an idea is wonderful. The moment after is when my doubts, fears, and insecurities begin to surface. It is a fragile and violent time for me.
Time stands still. I see the idea, hovering about all innocent-like. Waiting. Is the idea aware of the danger that is lurking so close? Usually, a few seconds is all I need. That’s enough time for me to decide if I am going to Continue reading Birth of an Idea and the Fear of What’s to Come