Oh man, more stuff to write about.
Well for starters I’m a mom. A single one at that. I’ve got two boys, 12 and 5, who keep my running, nagging and doubting myself every day. I love them with all my heart and hope that one day I’ll have done them justice by turning them into amazing men.
I’m a daughter, a sister and a good friend to many. A boisterous, procrastinating, spontaneous, fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants, same person in every situation, tell it like it is (sometimes even when I shouldn’t), love with all my heart, give whatever I have kinda gal.
I’m also a creator. I sew, I cook (the fancy kind), I draw, I photograph, I act (like a fool usually, but hey – that’s the good stuff), I tell stories, I sing and I laugh. A lot. Oh yeah, and I write. Not nearly as much as I should, but I’m going to fix that.
Which brings me to this, my new blog. My last blog. I’ve always wanted to write, and always been told I have a knack for it. And at this moment, friends, I am 70,000 words into my first novel. Woohoo, right? I’m heading down the home stretch, and the frustration and doubts are mounting. So I’ve decided to blog out my troubles as I finish my novel. And you, fair readers, get a front row seat.
Don’t worry, it’ll get interesting.