Here’s something I wrote a few minutes ago, I thought to share since this blog is about my love for books and my writing…
Quitting one thing and starting another
Writing writing writing
My hand itches for more writing
To form words.
And these non-existent characters in my mind are driving me crazy.
They’re screaming at me to get them out and write their stories.
I keep saying soon but I don’t know how much longer.
Instead I read and tell my characters “I’ll write you soon when things get better in my life”
They keep screaming though and they don’t care. I think my time is now.
Someone’s gotta do it.
I have the fear that someone will take my characters, my stories, away from me.
But they’re mine. Rationalize, Gretchen.
And this is where my anxiety peaks up and I have to breathe.
And just write…just write…