Success Scares Me

I'm all set up in son Tate's home now with all my gluten-free food and fresh fruit from the beautiful Publix here, my dirty clothes being washed in their huge washing machine with so many buttons and lights I waited for Sydney to help me start it, and my laptop in operation. What a joy to have their wireless connection! Stuff really flies onto the screen - so much faster than my Verizon Broadband access connection. But then, as my Kindle reminds me each time I order a new book, I live on the "Edge" and sometimes have to wait quite a few minutes to connect. Of course, I enjoy living on the edge - in more ways than just having my cottage on the edge of web availability. --- Had a pep talk with my writing coach yesterday and seem to be loosening up some more thoughts to put on the screen. The flow had come to a halt over the last few weeks. I have two whole days of solitude here while the kids are in school, so I'll test the waters tomorrow morning. I think what stopped me was a feeling that I might actually be getting somewhere with the book - success always scares me more than failure - I think because success always results in change. As much as I like and seek change, when it's out of my control, it's scary. And, potential success is a lot more scary than actual success. Keep your fingers crossed for me.