It’s Oh So Quiet

It’s been so long since I last wrote something here. Since finishing my #100w100d project last December, I was hoping to take a quick step back and look at where I should proceed from there.

IT’S BEEN so long since I last wrote something here. Since finishing my #100w100d project last December, I was hoping to take a quick step back and look at where I should proceed from there.

I gave myself a few weeks off to jot down everything I would want to do this year, but what was shown before me at the end of the process was intimidating and daunting. It’s one thing to take up a good challenge so I can grow, but I fear — and I always fear — that my ability can’t surmount to my insatiable ambition. As hungry as I may be to grow, I was also nervous that committing to myself would mean biting off more than I can chew.

The drive to SF was all sorts of cray. Look at these clouds! #vscocam

So I compromised. I started crossing some of the things off my list, telling myself “Hey, maybe my project doesn’t always have to be all about writing.” Then I started crossing a little bit more, consoling that maybe this year can just be better: be in better shape, be in a happier state, that sort of thing.

Everything was all well and good except for this one tiny thing: my brain disagreed. With every passing thought, my brain kept nudging me that “Psst… this idea you just had, you ought to write it down.”

So in the past few weeks I’ve spent my free time re-reading a couple of my favorite grammar books. The truth is I’d rather write than read, but I understand that simply writing won’t help me become a better writer. Even a landscape painter has to look outside her window sometimes.

I’m happy to say that my writing project is back on the table, and I’m actually ecstatic about it! It’s still very early in the planning process and unlike #100w100d it won’t be something I’ll commit to finish by end of the year, but I do hope I can start talking about it soon once I have all the details figured out.

And who cares if I end up biting off more than I can chew? It’s no secret I’m doing this for personal growth and ridiculous food portions is just part of that growth… and part of the American Way! Now who should I ask for a doggie bag to go?

Love wins

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