| Iâm obsessed. I love to write.
I guess Iâve always wanted to write, but I was stuck in my comfort zone. I was blocked by fear of rejection.
I thought my words had to be perfect.
What a fool I was allowing my fears to keep me from my dream.
Then my world was turned upside down. I became sick and ended up in the hospital.
At first I wondered why me. I didnât realize at the time, that maybe it was the best thing that could have happened to me.
While I was lying there wondering what was next, I realized it was now or never. I had nothing to lose.
I began writing short little pitiful articles for my newsletter. I had a couple of hundred readers, and God bless them for putting up with my feeble attempts at writing.
Not knowing any better, I just kept at it. Gradually what was a chore started becoming easier.
The words started writing me.
Thoughts and ideas filled my mind twenty-four hours a day. There were nights I couldnât sleep because the ideas kept running through my mind.
They wouldnât leave me alone.
My writing had become a magnificent obsession. I didnât care what anyone thought.
It didnât matter who read my writings. I was doing it for me. I had to keep writing.
The keyboard became my siren, calling out to me day and night. I couldnât rest unless I got the words out of my head and onto my computer screen.
There was no turning back. The die was cast.
I started submitting my ramblings to the online newsletters. It didnât matter that I wasnât paid. I just wanted to launch those words into cyberspace.
Gradually my writings started catching on and readers started sending in feedback. Others asked if they could use my writings on their websites or in their books.
I became a junkie shooting up the feedback. Craving my next fix.
I couldnât stop now if I wanted to.
Thereâs no hope for me. Iâll never be able to go back to the way it was.
I donât write because I want to. I write because I have to.
As soon as one article is finished, Iâm thinking of the next one. Iâm compelled to finish one, launch it into cyberspace and get started on the next one.
Words have taken over my life.
Iâm an addict, but I donât want to kick the habit.
Iâm in love.
The keyboard is my moving meditation.
When Iâm sitting at the keyboard thereâs no outside world. All my troubles and doubts fade like mist in the morning sun.
I feel like Iâm the luckiest person alive.
God bless the Internet for giving me the chance to live my dream.
I give thanks every day, that Iâve been given the chance to pursue my Magnificent Obsession.
Iâve also learned some valuable lessons along the way.
- Every problem is an opportunity to cash in on.
- Habit is ten times nature.
- When you move towards your goal, your goal will meet you half way.
- It doesnât matter what others think.
Iâve heard and read about those ideas, but now Iâve experienced them first hand. Now I can spend my days living my dream.
I donât have to be a Shakespeare or a Hemmingway. Iâm free to finally be me.
Living the life Iâve always dreamed about.
If writing is your magnificent obsession, do it. Let nothing stand in your way.
Do it for you.
Youâll be glad you did.
Wishing You Success,
John Colanzi | 
