When I was in my early 20s, my dream was to write mystery novels. I wanted to do what my favourite crime writer, Ross Macdonald, did - crank out a book a year. The only problem - and it was a considerable one - was that I stank.
I was thrilled one year when I was younger when not only did my brothers get hockey sticks for Christmas - but I did too!
The only things that haven't worked for me are when I've held back. There's no reason to sell an idea short. The only risk would be to not fulfill the dream.