In fact, I love words so much that I collect them.
Every now and then, the kids and I sit down with some old magazines and cut them apart. For them, it is a creative mishmash of random details that become otherworldly creatures. For me, it is a scavenger hunt for juicy words.
These words become a reference for my writing, inspiration for poems, and a teaching tool for lessons (when I was teaching full-time) and my kids (talk about a way to increase vocabulary!).
Sometimes, it is the words on a page that give me pause.
I love to learn from books, to gather ideas from books. At the moment, I am reading Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg. I am slowly beginning to think of myself as a writer, aiming to have published work. But here is always that tiny inner voice, that is cause for hesitation.