Submitting to Miss Snark.
You're standing on the high dive. Your friends have all jumped before you. So, do you climb back down the ladder, run to the snack shack and devour a frozen Charleston Chew (crack it!) or do you walk to the edge, give a small "boing" and just get it over with and jump? Today I jumped.
In the writing world there's a "mystery agent" known as Miss Snark. She eviscerates writers' queries upon command. Today she had some info that I found really helpful. So I responded, on her blog with my own name. No more anonymous climbing back down the ladder.