God, I am wondering what happened to me? What do you mean? I can hardly see myself or I should say the self I enjoy seeing. Go on. I have lost the brave, bold, daring, try anything me. I have lost the me that was confident enough to send 15 publishers proposal out into the world and play the waiting game. I know it sounds strange but in the “yes!” that came from having the idea picked up I lost some piece of me. Keep going. There are raging fears that kick in now. Fear of failure, fear of  ...