Tomorrow is the first day of November, NatNoWriMo. Can I do it? Will I do it? I can't even commit to a daily journal. Write a book in a month?
But, since I'm in the middle of a mid-life crisis, I may as well. I've systematically cleaning my life - as in, no more staying home just because no one wants to go with me. I'm asking myself important questions, like: What do YOU want? What do YOU really, really like? I've cut and colored my hair (which is a REALLY big thing in my life...control and comfort - right out the window!) I feel like my quote - leaving little pieces of my former shell behind so the real me can shine through.
So, write a novel in a month. Realistically, it can be done. In my current state of mind, no way. However, I am going to commit to writing something every day - a short story, an essay, just jotting down thoughts. Some of them may find their way here. Who knows? I do know I have to start somewhere...and here is where I'm at, so it's just as good of a place as any!