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What are you afraid of?
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Hey Reader, I’m going to make a wager. Your biggest fear isn’t public speaking, or death, or taxes; it’s you. Yourself. We’re taught not to trust ourselves and our voices. We’re taught to sit down and shut up. And we’re taught that if we stick our heads out, they’ll be cut off. So today I have a prompt for you. What are you afraid of? If you speak up, and speak out, about what you believe in… what’s the worst that could happen? If you make something beautiful, and put it out there… what’s the worst that could happen? If you put your whole self into a piece of writing, and publish it for people to read… what’s the worst that could happen? Have a noodle on those questions for a while, and if you’d like to share, hit reply. I’d love to hear from you. TTFN, Vicky p.s. I can help you use your voice and build a sustainable writing practice with Write Every Damn Day on Easy Mode. Join me? p.p.s. If you like this newsletter and want to support it, you can:
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Learn to Write Like You Mean It
A daily newsletter by Vicky Quinn Fraser
Good day to you! Join 500+ writers, creatives, misfits, and weirdos and learn to write like you mean it in 10 minutes a day. Get ONE practical tip, story, or shenanigan Monday to Friday 🖖🏼
Hey Reader, I’m thinking of starting a club called The Bad Art Club. What do you reckon? Would you join? Mostly a rhetorical question, so you don’t have to answer unless you really want to. In the Creative Playground this morning we were talking about weekend plans and one of mine is to paint something. I dragged my watercolours out last weekend and stared at them for a while. Then, yesterday, I painted a birthday card for a friend. It’s not terribly good, but it is silly, and I enjoyed...
Hey Reader, Most people don’t want to write. They want to have written something. And I get that. I want to be able to do the splits… But I don’t want to actually stretch and train it… because training is hard work and it’s frustrating seeing my legs at a right angle when my friend over there is fanny-to-the-floor Splitty McSplit Face and rightfully smug about it. The question then becomes: how much do I want to be able to do the splits? What am I willing to endure to get there? And how can I...
Hey Reader, You don’t need “the muse”. You need a consistent writing practice. One may appear just at the right moment for you, like the capricious and unreliable floozy it is, but the other means you’ll create your own inspiration, every single day, no matter what that unreliable floozy may be up to. So: let’s create that consistent writing practice, shall we? Write Every Damn Day on Easy Mode is available all throughout May, and by the time we’re done — after 30 days — you’ll have not only...