I must write. I no longer have a choice. I’ve had the passion for decades, but have lacked the self-confidence and necessary discipline. Meanwhile as I play out the third act of my life I find my mind overflowing with things I want to say, stories I want to tell. I’m not getting any younger.
I’m hardly pessimistic or fatalistic, on the contrary, I’m very positive and optimistic. I am however pragmatic and realistic and know that I can no longer procrastinate. It’s time to act.