I am a writer who does not write.
That is probably one of the worst things to be.
But not so anymore.
I wrote 2000 words tonight on my WIP. I am going to try to write something everyday. It is time to start new essays, and new book proposals. It is time to be a writer again. It is time to practice what I preach. To boldly go where no writer had gone before: the middle school lunch room.
Actually a lot of writers have been there. But they have never been in the mind of a chronically ill twelve year old girl who is so sick she misses her eighth grade year. That is somewhere nobody but I has been. That sentence sounds ungrammatical, but I assure you that it is.
It is also one in the morning and I need to go to sleep.
