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I have not been writing because I was busy tackling NaNoWriMo. I have a friend who would write awful stories about wolves and Thundercats fanfic and if he could do it, I could do it. So, I finally did it! I wrote over 50,000 words in one month. Go me!
Now that I'm finished with it, I am going to continue writing every day. I have a few ideas for hobbies that will keep me busy, too. One is to write a review for every book I read. I have no idea how many books I have read this year so far, but I will start with those and any new books I read. Now that I am going to work on that, I will likely abandon this journal as some weirdo has decided that the archon is a great title for a book and not a neat Star Trek reference.
I am restless. I keep promising to do more, but I feel bad today and do not have the energy to continue. Today its a cold, tomorrow the flu, the week after that it will be scurvy. It is always too hot or too cold to exercise. Or there are people in the house working on it, taking our money and our privacy. I could sell excuses to people, that is how good I am at creating them.
That is why NaNoWriMo was such a big deal to me. I did something. I could have crapped out, but I did not. I accomplished something for the first time since I can remember. I reached my goal and because of that, I think I could do it again.
Maybe tomorrow.
Now that I'm finished with it, I am going to continue writing every day. I have a few ideas for hobbies that will keep me busy, too. One is to write a review for every book I read. I have no idea how many books I have read this year so far, but I will start with those and any new books I read. Now that I am going to work on that, I will likely abandon this journal as some weirdo has decided that the archon is a great title for a book and not a neat Star Trek reference.
I am restless. I keep promising to do more, but I feel bad today and do not have the energy to continue. Today its a cold, tomorrow the flu, the week after that it will be scurvy. It is always too hot or too cold to exercise. Or there are people in the house working on it, taking our money and our privacy. I could sell excuses to people, that is how good I am at creating them.
That is why NaNoWriMo was such a big deal to me. I did something. I could have crapped out, but I did not. I accomplished something for the first time since I can remember. I reached my goal and because of that, I think I could do it again.
Maybe tomorrow.