writing for no one

There are several hurdles to overcome when you first start having a bash at writing.

First, the terrifyingly blank page. To this I say: scribble! Anything. Just random thoughts. It's like stretching before a run, partly to get your body in form, partly to psyche yourself up.

Second, the editor inside who can't help but glance back at what is written and start editing -- censoring what is not yet complete. To this I say: stop! Imagine Rodin part-way through sculpting the Kiss, chucking it in: 'This! This is just not good enough!'

And third, the nagging dread that you're writing this play, children's story, textbook, novel, short story, instruction manual, autobiography, family history for NO ONE. Not a soul but you will ever read it. It'll remain buried, a love letter to the world, unread and unappreciated. To this (anxiety) there's not much one can say...

But two blokes in the UK have launched a website where new writers can find an audience for their unfinished works. Will there be enough readers and writers out there willing to jump in and provide quality constructive feedback on works in progress?

Maybe they need to create some kind of contractual arrangement first, the online writers' equivalent of 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours'...?