I have tons of ideas for stories. The snippets I imagine are brilliant. My craft corner is loaded with raw materials that have me dreaming of framed vintage buttons, sparkly Christmas ornaments, and cheerful greeting cards. The fantasy is sweet and so easy to inhabit.
Taking the next step and making the idea a reality is hard work. This is where I find procrastination can set in. The messes that haven’t disturbed me for weeks suddenly claim my attention. The desk needs sorting and the garden needs weeding.
The only cure I’ve found is to chose a place to begin.
Stop thinking about it and dive in.