I have to post this, because I find it so hilarious. I was looking over the stats for this blog and one of my popular posts this week can be found here. It is a post from EXACTLY a year ago, today.
How much different do I feel about my life!! I could absolutely be a stay-at-home-author and get work done. I think I needed some serious work grind to remember there are things out there I love to do - and writing is really one of them.
I may not be the most fabulous writer ever to grace the halls of of the printed word, but I love what I do and I think that shows.
Yesterday I wrote three chapters (Yes, I did manage to get all three, haha, my fiance can't yell at me!) It averaged out somewhere in the range of 3.3k in words. I went back today and read over it, tweaked a bit here and there. I don't know if it's the outline I made so I can see the path clearly... or just that the more I write, the more naturally it comes... or if I'm in one of those "It's just writing itself!" modes... but I did them in record time yesterday.
I feel like a total bundle of nerves about the whole thing. Only ten days ago, I ordered a cover for my almost complete first novel. Only a year ago, I wondered if I'd ever finish writing a story!!!
Well, I am proud of myself, and I hope you, dear reader, can share in the warm rays of my ego also :)