Just finished a chapter that was pretty slow going, because it feels very cheesy. Young. Maybe I should write for young adults. Hmmm. Anyway, clicked CTRL S. Checked word count. 25,000.On the nose. What are the odds?
It will be the year of structure. I will make time to write, corral little chunks of hours. Things will be produced*. (*I will find an alternative to the passive voice to avoid that overexposed personal pronoun.) I have been guilty of calling myself a writer with little to back it up. Let’s be honest. […]
Like many overachievers, I am trying to squeeze as much personal development as possible into my current isolated life. So I’ve developed a fabulous method of combining daily yoga practice with the joy of homeschooling three boys. I will share it with you here.