I'm not good at a lot of things nor am I skillful like other folks (e.g., being good in sports; or being a math wiz, whatever). But I know I can write. I know I can write well. I've been told by my teacher and professors over the years that I can do this. I may be a bit rusty now (especially since entering the legal profession where creativity is not the norm), but my only claims to fame are that I've never gotten a grade lower than an A-on any paper I've ever turned in from the 6th grade and onwards and I got a perfect 5 on my AP English test. But you know what? I am also very lazy. And pessimistic. And scared. Yes I've whined about this whole writing thing to many people, but it's hard to sit down and put what you are thinking on paper. It's very hard to describe the little worlds you have created in your head and make it come to life for others the way that you envision it. (This is probably why most movies that are based on books fall short of the vision in your head or never quite meet your expectations.)
Right now, I'm stuck in a creative rut. Stuck in this world for now until I find "it" which will propel me into a writing frenzy. Until then, I still have other places to visit and new characters to meet.