Back in 2002 I wrote a weekly newspaper column. The following excerpt still sums up writing rather nicely:

Think of writing like a baby crawling around on the floor. One day, for no apparent reason, he simply decides to walk. He doesn’t know why, it’s just something he has to do. Something from deep inside makes him take that crucial first step and Wham! He falls flat on his diaper! 

Does the baby say, “I quit, I can’t do this”?

No. Babies haven’t yet learned the adult traits of self-doubt and fearing the unknown, he simply gets up and tries again.

The baby doesn’t have high expectations of jogging down the street in his little Nikes and sweatsuit after a few short attempts. Instead, he just takes it one wobbly step at a time.

The following day he continues to walk and fall, fall and walk, until one day the baby is walking as if he was born to walk. If only life could be so simple.

Well, it is. Sometimes you just have to look at it less like an adult and more like a child. You have a desire within you to write, but the self-doubting adult in you fears the unknown and stops you before you even try.
The adult in you is too embarrassed you might fall on your ‘diaper’, so you push writing, and most of your other desires aside as if they were nothing more than childish dreams.

Phooey on you! Let the child in you come out to play. Write something, anything, and satisfy that hunger within you.
Maybe what you write today won’t be that good, but it doesn’t matter, tomorrow it will be better. And better still the day after that until one day you’ll be writing as if you were born to write.

If you have that little thing in you called “desire” then you have everything! You were born to write, so write!