Let your pen free.

Let it project what's happening in your beautiful mind.

Let it mark your paper until the world is inspired by you.

Never let someone steal your ink.

Think about your favorite book, painting, song. Someone pushed past doubt and failure to create those favorites for you. Think about the possibility of creating someone's favorite. That's reason enough to remain. 

If you think about it you are the only person who is ever going to see the beauty of the world through those eyes. Please don't keep that beauty to yourself. 

I've thought about quitting. Abandoning the godlike epiphany of creation, assuming an average life of drudgery. But one day, lying on my deathbed, I'll wonder what I could have been had I been brave enough. 

I know it is hard right now, but push away the voices that keep your own voice muted.

The voices of those who do not want you to succeed.  Write to have your voice heard.

We all have a place in this world, no one can be replaced. We, as writers, are destined to lay the foundations for future generations. We create hope for others. So go, and begin creating.

You're too good to give up now.    If you walk away, all the people who said you couldn't do it will win.   Do me a favor- prove them wrong.