I am a wanna-be writer. No, that's not quite right. I am a used-to-be writer. The incentive is gone. The fear of failure has returned. I've tried the "so many words per day" method, and the "just spew out what's inside" method, and trading efforts with someone else. I seek safety with my words, not challenge or criticism or even attention. And, as I fade, there is less and less inside wanting to come out. I am no longer a writer.