There's nothing I can say that will convince you to daily write. People's lives don't change until its almost too late. Then we sit around in huge circles wondering why it took so long to see the invisible path. I became a daily writer in July of 1994 because I no longer trusted anybody. As much as I loved God I no longer believed anything those chosen to share the story put out there. I felt like they were stealing more than giving. I had all of these thoughts in my fat head and although I was on the radio it didn't serve as a stage. It was a nightmare. I was fake. Julia Cameron from the Artist Way caught my attention, Santa Barbara California. All of those thoughts in each of our heads and heart are actually a voice. Your outside self chooses what it wants to broadcast. Then one day after peeing you catch a glimpse of your eyes in the bathroom mirror and the inner self calls you a liar. Grab a writing instrument and put your junk into that trunk. A sheet of paper. It's fricken harder than anything you'll ever do. Your fears of someone reading your message to the physical presence of what you've labeled a failure is right there in front of you. Let the words move through you. They don't belong to you. You're missing the boat. You are here to change others. It can't happen if you're holding onto the words. I get it! Life is meant to be enjoyed. Imagine how much more fun you'll have when you let the words move through you.