I’m going to do it.

I’ve thought about doing this for a few years now, but everytime I mean to do it, I forget, or give up. Not this time. I have every intention of sticking to it and doing it this time. I know that it will result in a lot of crappy first draft materials, but I’ve resigned myself to remember what Anne Lamott said about crappy first drafts and to write it anyway.

I have no idea what I’m going to write about yet, even though I’ve been looking high and low for inspiration. I want to start with a completely fresh story. I’m not sure what makes me think, with how busy this time in my life promises to be, that I will be able to achieve this, or get much farther than I did the last time that I tried it. I guess the difference is maturity, of being poised and positioned for something to happen.

What on earth am I talking about? I’ll tell you tomorrow. Promise.

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