Astounding. Shocking. Stunning. All in a good way. I've actually managed to post everyday for 18 (now 19) days. I think I had convinced myself that I would run out of things to write about. Which is funny...it's not like you run out of things to think about or talk about with friends or that life isn't chock full of interesting things, if only you'll take the time to look around once in awhile.
Here's the other thing (for me, personally)... I do more when I'm writing regularly. I get more errands and chores done. I cook more. I crochet more. I think more about how to move forward in life, in general. Writing helps me get centered. It organizes my brain, compartmentalizing all the crap that doesn't need to be at the forefront, letting me get to the good stuff. And it's as simple as showing up at the page every day. Why do we try to complicate such a simple thing?Check back with me in a month...
