First of all, let me just say that I love books. Reading is great. There’s really nothing quite like a good book.
Now let me ask, you know when you have a dream when you’re young and then you get older and all the responsibility of being an adult just kind of washes it away and it no longer seems like a legitimate reality for you? #winded
I think we’ve all been there.
When I was a little girl, I used to write short stories. I had a rapid imagination, but unfortunately, I didn’t have the attention span to go with it. So I would start a story and then stop and start and stop another one and the process would just go on and on until I just gave up and stopped.
BUT. I’ve recently decided to take some personal time off from work and school and things like that, so I will have some time to refocus and rest for a bit. I plan on visiting a friend while I’m on break, but I also got the idea that of doing something special.
I’ve had this idea of a novel in the back of my mind for awhile, but I didn’t think it was something I was good enough to follow through with. So I ended up just ignoring it.
But whether I’m good enough or not, I’d like to write it anyway. I highly doubt anything public will ever come of it, but I would like the satisfaction of doing it just for me.
At some point, it’s time to just take that step and try. I keep thinking what if I fail?!
But the greater failure is not trying at all. #wisewords
I really didn’t come up with that line myself. I wish I did though! Haha
I am writing a book. Just a short story, but it’ll be fun. I’m looking forward to it.
I’ve never done really committed to this before, so it’ll be an interesting run. But I am really happy about doing it and I’m going to take the time to do it right.
Here’s to chasing dreams! 😉