Well, it’s a new year. Fourteen days into a new year and I’m finally sitting down to do some serious writing. Well, as serious as my mood will allow me to be. There are a lot of words in me that I would like to get down on paper or typed. It’s been a bit difficult though because I’ve been adjusting to life with two children. And at this point, I would much rather sleep than write. But I’m kid free for the next couple of days, so I’m going to enjoy the opportunity to work on some creative endeavors.
I probably won’t accomplish it, but I probably will, but I would like to get some kind of writing going on a novel. Or even finish the couple I attempted last year, but failed at because well, pregnancy. No more pregnancies though. So life as I know it will gradually fall into a rhythm that will allow me to write more!
Right now, my writing is crap. I’m definitely out of practice and I’m okay with that. It’s motivation to make time to write, even while balancing life with Savannah and Austin.
This will be a year of writing for me. Writing and reading as well because the more I read, the more I want to write.
Okay, I’m done babbling in this post. Maybe the next one will be better!