A new year, a new blog post. Can you believe I've been (intermittently) writing in this blog since 2009? SEVEN YEARS. That's essentially my whole adult life thus far.
I was chatting last night about how much I enjoy writing. At one point, I had such aspirations to become a writer and create worlds of fiction for others to enjoy. It's usually a word, a phrase, a feeling that inspires me. It can be the opening line that is the secret catalyst.
"She opened her eyes beneath a wreath of tangled hair."
Sounds interesting, right? I love those clinchers. They hook you in. Unfortunately, my endurance runs its course and the number of stories I've begun and not finished is... a lot.
I want to write more this year. Maybe I need to do some research, soul-digging, starting writing even if it means I don't have a good ending. I enjoy the process of creating a picture with words. It's art.
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