Journal: #263 Writing Every Day Is A Helluva Goal
I don’t have much in the tank today, and not because I’m overwhelmed. Today was a good day. The weather was cool for South Carolina in late April. I enjoyed my strolls more than normal as a result. Work went well. And, I got to spend some quality time with my parents. Also, and this is an important point, I don’t feel anxious, afraid, or guilty. It’s nice.
This writing everyday goal is a helluva challenge. In talking to my author friend in Sacramento two weeks ago, her eyes grew three sizes when I told her how often I write. I realized it’s not normal. Adding together my blog posts, handwritten journaling, and poems, I’m on pace to write over 200,000 words. It’s enough to fill two large novels.
When I began this quest to blog every day I couldn’t comprehend the demands needed to finish the task. I started with a simple Tumblr blog and a desire to express myself. I still want to express myself. I haven’t lost my voice, but on days such as this- I’m at a loss for words. I’m ok with it. Come July, I’m going to make some changes in line with my goals for year two. As of now, I’ll continue to grind and hone my new craft, whether I have the words or not.
