Somehow, I find myself writing another book.
I swear I don't know how it happened. One day I sat down, opened a word document intending to copy down some test questions for a client, and before I knew what happened I had written over 10,000 words.
I didn't delete the words, although I was tempted. I've closed the file a few times and told myself to just be smart and walk away, but I can't. I am drawn to these characters. I want to tell the story. To be perfectly honest? It feels good to write.
I haven't felt this way for a very long time. At one point I told myself that even if I never wrote another word, I would be okay. I think I even believed that.
It's not true. I would not be okay. Writing is like breathing to me.
Even if nothing ever comes of this, that's okay.
I just needed to write again.
7 comments:
Then you should write! You and I both know you are good at it. Totally unbiased :-)
I loved your last book and I'm looking forward to reading this one!
:) I am glad to hear it.
:) I am glad to hear it.
Then get to it and do not allow any guilty feelings to intrude. It is part of who you are:)
Glad to hear you're writing. Can't wait!
You gotta be who you really are...and you are a writer.
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