“Write to write. Write because you need to write. Write to settle the rage within you. Write with an internal purpose. Write about something or someone that means so much to you, that you don’t care others think”
“If I waited for perfection, I would never write a word.”
– Margaret Atwood (via booksarepeopletoo)
I have finally started writing my story. I had a start to it from NaNoWriMo last year, but I kept getting a new scene in my head so I went with that. I’m still planning on incorporating that into the story because it’s still relevant. But I’m proud of myself for actually writing. I’m proud of myself for not going back and picking apart everything. I’m proud of my 693 words.
“A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word on paper.”
This is relevant to my writing…
I got another rejection email about a job, but I found $15 in one of my purses and one of my favorite graduation gifts. My mom also keeps telling me that this is a great time to work on my novel. I did want to write a poetry book first, but maybe poetry is a comfort zone I need to step out of for now.
I need to stop waiting/looking for reasons to do and not do stuff.
Stop trying to compare yourself to other people. It’s a waste of time.