I have ideas coming out my ears. What I don’t have, in my ears or anywhere else, is the ability to see any of them though to the end.
How Not To Write has a post that pretty much nails me to the wall.
One of the hallmarks of fear is tendency to surround ourselves with more projects, more responsibilities, more stuff. Taken together, this bricolage forms a buffer to the real work that needs doing.
Ouch.