This is the face of a happy woman. I faced my writters fear. Fronted up, sat down, shut up and listened while i worked on my story.
Lots of interesting stories floating around. I chattered with others, who gave me insight into my writting, gave me other ways of looking at my story and how i could develope it to a point where it could be published one day.
Even had a topic for us to work on if we liked. Something i was hoping that they would do.
Fear and procrastination pushed to the side. A feeling of elation that i fitted in, didnt feel like the odd one out.
Onwards and upwards from now on.
Keeping it simple one day at a time.