We live in a world were success in mandatory. Without success we are seen as trash and thrown in the barrel and burnt to a crisp. We try so hard to impress our peers that we make ourselves into walking pieces of plastic or we cram our heads with useless facts. You’re either smart or your pretty if you’re anything else you’re useless. People who are creative sometimes get credit, but never the new up and coming ones. I don’t expect to get a famous publisher to want to publish my stories. Or an agent to either consider being my agent. I’m young and I’m dumb. To them I’m easily manipulated out of my share. I’m honestly scared to go out and search for an agent because I’m afraid of what they might do. I’m afraid they’ll want half the ownership of my book or more. I don’t want to lose the rights to my brain children. I want them to be mine. I’m scared that an agent will tell me my writing is trash and incenerate my career just like that. I’m scared of so many things, but overall I’m scared of success.