I’ve been feeling the urge to write something substantial. I want to work on something, really work.
I want to develop a writing practice. The problem is, I don’t know if I can muster up the discipline.
So I’m thinking I’ll try NaNoWriMo for the umpteenth time. And maybe this time I’ll think of it as a start. The start of living the life I want to live. I’ve always thought I was supposed to be a writer, maybe it’s time to move from thinking to doing.
This sketch might be symbolic of something if you want it to be. Maybe I’ll call it “No Time to Lose.”