Moving On

To all the readers who read this blog, I have decided to start a new one. A place where judgmental eyes are kept at bay. This way, only people who are reasonable and actually care about me can have access to it. I will send out a link with the new address.

25 Days

Finally, I am writing more. I have a short story to enter in a competition through Writer's Digest as well as two novels that I would love to get published, not to mention 3 other books I have in my head. I feel so inspired! If I could make money at it, I would love nothing more than to stay home and write.

I feel like so many things in my life are coming together. I have a better grasp as to who I am. For once, I feel settled. And surprisingly, I feel this amongst a lot of other chaos that has arisen. For one, I discovered that my father deleted me from his facebook friend's list. True, big deal, it's facebook. However, this seems like another nail in the coffin with him cutting me out of his life.

So even with all of that, my writing is what's gotten me through and made me feel whole. My writing has always been a part of me and it seems like that's how I define myself. I feel like I betray that when I tell people where my paycheck comes from, because that's not who I really am. I'm not a finance person, obsessed with money and uncreative. I'm someone who's lost in my head, getting to know characters who are taking me with them on amazing adventures. One day, you can experience these adventures too, once the stories have been written.