I was six or seven when I first learned to ride a two-wheeler bicycle. Looking back on that day, my father took the "sink or swim" approach in his teaching method. I got on the bike and said the famous line which all children say their first time, "don't let go!"
We went around in a circle, and I felt good about myself, slowly pedaling, somewhat unsure, but still I was riding the bike without trainer wheels. I'm not sure how it happened, but at one point I turned around, and my father was no longer walking alongside me. He was standing off to the side, watching me and I was headed straight towards the garage....door. The door won that day, but not long afterwards, I conquered and overcame the need for dad or anyone else to hold on to the bike. I rode alone.
Does it matter if it's a bike, or a golf club, hitting a baseball, playing a musical instrument, learning to speak a second language or writing? Everything that we do at one time or another is a challenge. I believe only two obstacles stop all of us as we watch those who compete. Becoming one of the ones who jumps in and becoming one who wins.
Effort and practice, it is going to take a steady amount of the first, and a whole lot of the second.