by Heather Doyle Fraser You’re a wily, sly One, skulking beneath the page, Waiting to burst forth. When I stare at the Blank abyss, you come boldly, Stopping me again. If you’ve ever decided to embark on a big writing journey, like writing a book, you have been in this place. The place where writer’s block takes hold and stops you in your tracks before you even begin. Our first instinct is to resist: You’re not the boss of me! I will write RIGHT NOW! Sometimes just being…