Why I Write, Part x+242: The One-Winged Carrier Pigeon

I have doubts,

More doubts than talent, really.

I'm held back by an old life injury.

I need to see people, to do things,

To make a living,

Such as it is.

I need practice.

I need to work on my voice.

I need to work on my characterization.

I need to learn what the heck I'm doing.

But if I don't do it,

Then who?