So today, after a week of not writing, I finally got back to working on my novel. It felt good holding that pencil between my fingers. It felt familiar.
So far I haven’t written much, but I know that a two pages is better than nothing at all. I supposed I’ll be getting back to work in an hour or two now that I’ve got food in my belly, and stretched my legs.
I’ve been busy running around, trying to get things done before I go off to school. I’m about as excited about starting the next chapter in my life as I am when starting the next chapter of my novel. I usually don’t give myself a goal of how many pages I write in a day and for how long, however I might push myself to at least get through this scene.
I tend to try and work on my novel once a day. I find that whenever I break my routine I have to force myself back into it. Thankfully I adapt quickly.
How has writing been going for everyone else? I hope you’ve taken some time to enjoy the beautiful weather today. I wish I took pictures on my walk.