blank pages (… or how dare I?)

After the last post declaring that I am indeed a writer, I have oscillated back and forth with belief, and then doubt in my own abilities. To the point where the fear has paralysed me and stopped me from writing this post.

I recently found this quote and it resonated strongly with me:
“To create, you have to bury something. Either bury your fear in faith, or bury your talent in fear.” Ann Voskamp

So this is me choosing to bury the fear.

I have (self) published a collection of my poems. The poems in blank pages were written over a number of years. They chronicle our journey with infertility and miscarriage, the associated disbelief, grief and anger, and inevitable questions of God.

PS – Burying fear is not easy, I have sat here for 15 minutes wiling myself to press publish. Here goes!