It’s the last week of Camp Nano for this year! Although I’ve passed my original goal of 10,000 words, I’m nowhere near finished with the book itself, only currently doing the entries for The Package. 24 more words
I have taken the summer off. I’ve biked, hiked, knitted, hassled, fretted, sweated, gardened and napped.
Now the harvest is coming in hot and heavy and soon I’ll be putting food aside for the winter (already have lots and lots of applesauce, raspberries and rhubarb in the freezer for morning oatmeal), and I’m eager to get back to writing. 297 more words
Well, I did it. I signed up for this year’s NaNoWriMo. I’ve never done something like this before, so I’m equal parts enthusiastic and scared.
It has dawned on me recently that I can really call myself a writer.
Before, writing seemed like something that only real writers did. The writers who wrote every day and had things published and had fancy agents and knew other authors and talked about literature over coffee every day. 212 more words