The other night, my sister and I got talking, and our conversation led to a plan to write a novel together. The next day I got out the laptop and showed her the basics of Word. She is bound and determined to learn how to use that computer, and it's fun stuff to watch her. Right now, she's spending more time comparing fonts than actually writing, but I think we'll reach take off soon. The two of us will write this novel, but she'll be the principal contributor. I can't wait to see what she comes up with.
. . . I'm also nervous; there are so many difficult assignments going on in school, I still haven't the foggiest about what I'm going to write about for 30 days, and my parents aren't overly pleased about my upcoming foray into a novel. The odds aren't in my favor, but I still have this ambiguous determination to do this thing! Thousands of Wrimos cope with way more than I have to cope with. I understand now why Ellyn included the Emerson quote a few posts back.
My motivation and excitement have fluctuated greatly over the past week.
~Write every day.
~Write something I am proud of.
~Be happy that I'm writing! It'll be good to grow in the sport.
Next time I sign in here, I'll have an actual writing log + wordcount to show.
Oohh . . . there goes one of those stabs of excitement. *grin*
PS - Three days!