Writers share a dream. The one that leads to the path to publication. Unfortunately, it’s a rocky, hilly, pot-holed filled, road fraught with a multitude of dangers. And it’s a solitary path. Too often we are alone on a chair in a room isolated from the world and a support system. There we encounter doubts, fears, the unknown. We second guess everything we have believed. Talent? What made us think we had that? We can publish? What made us think that? Amazing how anyone makes it down that path. Amazing how anyone comes out at the end unscathed. Amazing anyone would even want to.