So it looks like I might actually finish nanowrimo, I know, impressive right?
I’ve always enjoyed writing, but I never realized how much I enjoyed setting aside an entire day and just saying, “you know what? Screw responsibilities, I’m just going to write all day.” And then actually doing it. I wrote 7500 words in one day a week or so ago, and it was one of the best days I’ve had in a long time.
Which makes me think I might actually want to be a writer. Which is exciting because yay life plans, but scary because writing has always seemed like a risky thing to go into for a living. I mean, telling the world your story and having an extension of yourself live on way beyond your incredibly short life is worth it, but it’s still daunting. And then there’s the whole putting yourself out there, vulnerable to criticism thing too.
So I’m scared, but excited. I feel like I have kind of figured out the direction I want to go, but I know it will be difficult. But hey, you can do anything you set your mind to, right?
Also just the other day I had like the greatest idea for a fanfiction (don’t judge me) so I’m working on that too.
PS THE DAY OF THE DOCTOR WAS FANTASTIC I AM STILL IN SHOCK.
PPS my paint thing is being stupid and not uploading and I’m about to fall asleep so here have this post of literal word vomit you’re welcome 🙂