A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-Four-Hundred-And-Twenty-Four

I keep talking about how I want to get back to writing more fiction, but I don't do it, and I wonder what is making me so hesitant.  Really, I know it is just fear, in specific a fear that I can't really do it, or not well, anyhow, and that is silly because it is not even important.  What I mean is, no one can write anything well until they are writing it, and it probably won't be good at first.  It is a matter of taking the time to do it badly until you can figure out how to make it better, and I need to just give myself that permission, and maybe force myself into action as well.

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