So...Write a Book

I  have been asked by a few of my friends why I do not write a book.   This is a good question.

My first response, sadly, is one of fear.  

A Book.   That is such a commitment of time and effort! 

Then, of course, comes the other self-statements:

What if it is no good?

Will anyone even read it?

Then, I have to be honest and ask myself the other questions:

What if it is good?

What if other people start expecting other good books from me?

What if I am looked at as some expert or something?

These fears all boil down to a fear of disappointing the people around me by not living up to their expectations.  

Let's face it, if I do nothing, there are no expectations.

Yet, I limit myself so greatly by not attempting to do those things that require taking risks.   Like writing a book.   It is at the edge of risks, and at the edge of my own discomfort that real living takes place.

So, will I start writing a book?   It is so difficult to put these words out there in the universe.   So much resistance.   But......yes.   Universe, I will be writing a book.   God, I will write a book.   And of course, Oh God!  I am writing a book!  (Help me Lord!!!!!!!!!!!!)