Feel the fear and... run away? Oh, I mean DO IT ANYWAY

The thing about having good ideas is that sometimes, just sometimes, people listen to them and think "My, that is a gooood idea".  And then they try to help you make it into more than idea.  They try to help you make it real.  And that can be a truely frightening experience!

It's fine at first becuse, inevitably, the realisation of your idea is too far away to seem as if it will really come true.  The days go by no more quickly than usual, no more slowly than usual, and still your idea-coming-true is miles off, weeks away, so you hardly give it a second thought, hardly a glance.  It gets closer.  Time seems to contract and expand in weird ways, but you know it's just because you ate too much sugar that day or drank too many cups of coffee.  Then, quite without warning, the grand day arrives.

The first meeting of my Creative Writing club is a week tomorrow and I am TERRIFIED.  I have a few loose ideas for workshops and a whole load of enthusiasm but IS IT ENOUGH?  It doesn't help that I'll be delivering the workshops alongside one of the women who deal with extra-curricular activities throughout the ENTIRE AREA!  If I ever needed for things to go smoothly, it is when I'm doing these clubs.

I've invested myself so deeply in this club, I am almost tempted to walk away, scared to see it realised in case the reality doesn't live up to the dream.  Fear does the strangest things.

This afternoon I check my emails.  I find that my idea - posted here so long ago I'd forgotten I'd posted it at all - has been nominated for entry into the Social Funding competition.

Someone else believe in me.  Someone thinks my idea is worth something.

At exactly the right time this unexpected wave of support has lifted my spirits, has made me feel - it's a cliche, but... - strong enough to face what I've got coming over the next two weeks.

It's fight, not flight, for me now.  Bring it on.