I write. I write a lot. And sometimes not at all. Anything I do write tends to get lost in the ether of technology and emails. I have several partially written in journals lying around. I have a collection of pristine journals untouched stored away. Poems, ideas, characters and stories waiting to be told. My head a constant freeway of words and images built with words. My fear of failure is the only thing holding them back. This is my challenge to myself to get these poems, ideas, characters and stories told. To get them out there for the sake of getting them out there. Constructive criticism is appreciated.