Fear has bought a 6-acre lot in my psyche and is starting to plant vines.

Fear says, “You can’t do it. You can’t make a movie. It’s going to be terrible. You won’t even finish the shoot. You won’t get it in the can. You won’t get anyone on board. Your story is going to suck. You won’t be able to finish the ending. Your ending will be terrible.”

Fear is not entirely wrong.