Let Me Tell You About My Novel (or at least what I think I know about it)

Hey look! I’m writing! And drinking tea… but writing! (Mostly drinking tea).

Want to know something that’s been on my mind lately?

Writing.

No shit, you might say. I thought you were a writer and thinking about writing is part of that package. Well yes, I do fancy myself one of those passionate, emotional, and forever misunderstood writer-creatures. But for the past 6 months I haven’t been actively writing. So it’s a bit of a weird feeling to be back in a place where I’m not just thinking about how I should be writing but actually doing it too.

Writing and publishing a story has been my dream since I was nine, but I haven’t yet managed to completely make it through a story. So I’ve decided it’s time I prove to myself that I can finish a longer work if I just choose a story to stick with. I’m serious about this. I set a writing schedule for myself and everything. Unsurprisingly, I am a bit behind. My hope, however, is that by putting this up on the internet, I’ll be forcing myself to be somewhat accountable and that this hashtag Novel Twenty-Fifteen (previously Twenty-Fourteen, Twenty-Thirteen and Twenty-Twelve…) will not turn into a hashtag novel Twenty-Sixteen.