Kombucha is disgusting, btw, but a great analogy none the less.

Edited to add: sometimes no matter how much I NEED to write, the self consciousness of sharing just shuts the flow down. It's not a fear, per se, or even a doubt in my ability, but just a personal wall. I don't know if that applies to free lancing, as you're sharing someone else's vision/truth and not necessarily your own. 🤔