What next?

I want to write. I have all of these thoughts and ideas in my head that need to be put down on paper. That other people will read and say YES! YES! YES! YES! they are Kerouac words and Parker words and Chopin words and I can't figure out how to get them out of my brain and through my fingers. Does that mean that I don't really have the thoughts and ideas? Or just that I don't know how to write them? I want movement to come from the thoughts formed and I want relationships that are hanging on a thread to fall to pieces because of the epiphany of freedom found in my words. I want realizations of more than friends to start fires in hearts and in back seats of cars, and I don't want to make people better but helping them take a two inch step away from the ledge would be nice. I want to write. To communicate the things that have been bouncing around in my brain since 4th grade that ring as true today as they did when I first thought them. Maybe it's just a matter of sitting down and doing it. To make you say Yes! Yes! More! More! But for some reason I think that there is a lot more to it than that. I'll work on figuring out what it is.