I am participating in my third-ever NaNoWriMo. It’s been a bit of a journey to get to the first lines of this challenge.
I wanted to write a book, fiction specifically. I’ve been feeling it’s high time for me to launch into the “next phase” — and that felt like doing something book-y.
I narrowed my initial three ideas down to one. I had a beginning, a mushy middle, and an end. The basics. I began plotting and getting to know my characters. I read books on the process. I studied my favorite novels.
I was starting to feel…stressed, actually. Completely unready to take this on. Not in an “I’m not good enough” way but in a “This doesn’t quite feel right” kind of way.
About a week ago, I got several emails and messages from friends and acquaintances about various humor pieces I’ve had published in the last…
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