Anticipation

Anticipation.

It tingles down my spine, and up again. It is a unique feeling, that has you both excited and anxious. Everytime I look at a certain notepad, I get it.

I have never ever, no not once, in my entire short existence, finished something of any literary importance, poem, story, prose. Nothing. And this is why this story I've been writing is unique. It is almost,

Dare I say the word?

finished.

I feel ashamedly frightened beyond my wits to say that. I get this irrational feeling, that if I say anything about completing this story, the ending will abandon me and I shall be left with another unfinished story on my proverbial hands.

I'm excited though, terribly and wonderfully so. It is no great work of art. Barely twenty pages long I think. And yet it will be mine.

Mine...

My soul laid bare upon sterile white pages to be viewed, examined, criticized, by any such reader. I have dreamed of this day since I first began the arduous journey of writing. Dreamed of holding those precious pieces of my soul, clutching them to my heart, and listening.

Listening, to it beat with life.

Ayn Rand says, "If you have nothing new to say, no matter how brilliantly you can say it, do not do it," I could never disagree with this writer further. She obviously never knew that there is nothing new under the sun. And how dare she order people not to write. Her words taste bitter in my mouth. I know I'm not writing anything new with this story, and yet, I defy her order. I will write a soppy romantic story that everyone has heard a million times, impudently, with my tongue stuck out in puerile anger.

And yet there is fear also. An over-whelming amount. I am afraid, afraid to finish it, afraid not to finish it, afraid it will become dreadful and illiterate once the last words are written. And so it sits, staring at me, and I sit, staring back at it, willing some unknown bravery to appear inside of me.

It will come, though. Courage will come, and I shall be waiting for it.

"The end is uncertain, and I've never been so afraid, but I don't need a telescope to see that there's hope and that makes me feel, Brave"
~Owl City