4.After a year or so,however, I still hadn't received a break and began to doubt myself. It was so hard to sell a story that I barely made enough to eat. But I knew I wanted to write. I had dreamed about it for years. I wasn't going to be one of those people who die wondering, "What if?" I would keep putting my dream to the test---even though it meant living with uncertainty and fear of failure.This is the Shadowland of hope, and anyone with a dream must learn to live there.