I know there are still a few days to go. But I want to celebrate my victory.
I made it through letter V.
On the days when all I felt was crying, I wrote.
When all I wanted was to stay silent because there was no words, I wrote.
I haven’t post about Camp NaNoWriMo but as of today I am at 23912/25000. Almost there.
I wrote myself out of myself.
I am not my feelings and emotions. They are part of me but they don’t define who I am. I poured into the writing all that was not the peaceful self within.
That is the gift of practice. However you feel, sit down and write.
With great respect!