This is a post I started writing on February 6th, 2012. I’m glad I started it because it’s fun to see what’s changed in just a few months’ time.
Back then I still wasn’t sure what I should write a book about. Now I’m sure.
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So out of fear of dwelling forever in the intellectual waste land of Should I Write Fiction or Should I Write Nonfiction and never actually writing anything at all and dying forgettable, I finally pulled my head out of my head and got with the program. Put simply, I started to write.
Just write.
This I did partly in thanks to all the comments and words of encouragement I’ve received from friends and family and flat-out strangers over the past few months, and with special thanks to commenter Jessica who linked to this post by a real live gets-paid-to-do-that writer. It helped a lot. A lot a lot. (Look at me giving a thank-you speech for all the awards I haven’t even won yet…)
I sat down on the bathroom floor, back against the door, iPad in lap, and just started to write. I wrote the first thing that came to mind. And then I kept writing.
The next day I did it some more. And the next day a little more.
I’ve not missed a day since February 1st, and I won’t miss a day until I have a book to give you.
So far I don’t have a real picture of where it’s going. It might not even be anything like what I have now by the time I’m finished with it. But it doesn’t matter. I’m doing it.
I’M DOING IT.
Other things I’m doing this month: Working out (or at any rate moving my body) for 30 minutes a day at least four days a week. Listening to Rilo Kiley’s “A Better Son/Daughter” 12 times each day. Trying to stop thinking about french fries so much. Making more awesome (if I say so myself, which of course I do) videos for work.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again a lot probably: 2012. It’s happening.
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