Today we write. We write for freedom and for love. We write for the song that’s buried in our soul. We write for our mothers and our fathers, sisters and brothers. We write to be forced to turn off the touch pad that becomes a nuisance. We write for our aching bodies and bleeding hearts. We write because we can. We write because we’re alive.
It never felt so good to be in a place like this. Chasing a dream, ending up in a better place than you had aimed for. I look around me and all I see is love. I see manifestation of the possible. I see focus and drive. I see me.
What do you see?
It’s time for NaNoWriMo to begin in less than 24 hours. For the first time I will participate. Not only will I participate but I will throw myself into this in unimaginable ways. Ways that I cannot yet tell you about because, well, they are unimaginable.
I’m posting this mini blog for self inspiration. For a reminder of my commitment. For the thought of public humiliation as a muse for days where writing will feel like a curse. I’m also posting this for you, members of the blogiverse; readers and writers alike. What challenge can you or will you take on and conquer during the month of November? 30 days makes a habit. Let’s form new ones together.
I’ll end this one with my favorite quote from the NaNoWriMo team, “In November, embrace imperfection and see where it takes you.”