I am supposed to have two pieces of writing ready to share with my writers’ group on Saturday. Here’s one:
I was in the hospital.
I’m going to use that as
I actually do have something that I started in November when my writing penpal and I challenged each other (and ourselves) to write every day. I think our target was to write 500 words a day. Some days it happened, some it didn’t. I liked having a person on the other end who was expecting my writing at the end of the day. Having her there gave me a reason to do the thing I enjoy most. Since November, we have fallen in and out of contact, but we’re going to try to get back to sending each other some work on a regular basis.
I wonder how Saturday’s group will go.
I want to start submitting some of my writing for publication and to contests, but there is plenty of work to do on it before that happens.
I am so impatient. Why can’t it all happen right now.