Procrastination 

I let myself sleep in again today, but this time only until about 750am because that’s when Chase woke me up. Two things: 

1. As previously stated, these hectic work/school schedules are very draining.

2. I struggle to get Chase out of bed at 8am during the week but he was at my bedside at 750am talking about the suns up, why are you still in bed?!

So I’m up. But I’m definitely feeling a relaxing day. I’m torn between super cleaning the house and spending the day reading and writing and maybe dying my hair and fixing my nails because they’re starting to look awful. I would like to have the ambition to clean because Lord knows after the weeks activities it could use it. Instead I’m sitting here writing. We’ll see.

Since I’ve begun to write again, I’ve gotten a lot of positive feed back and have been urged by multiple people to take my talent to the next level – writing something to try and publish. This has been a life long dream and I would love nothing more to persue my dream. I’ve got an idea of something to write, even. But I keep putting it off for some reason. I think I’m afraid to be perfectly honest. It’s great that my friends think I have talent, and I’ve even in the last week gained several followers on here that must also enjoy my words. Something is keeping me from taking the plunge however. 

I keep doing little things to prep myself to make the big step of starting the project. I did a brain storming session a few nights ago. I went through some of my stuff from high school last week. Last night I went through my Google docs to clear out the nonsense and see if I had anything worthwhile in there. I came across an unfinished short story that I wrote in November of 2015. . . And it was good, I thought. I sent it to a few friends to review. They enjoy reading my nonfiction thoughts, but fiction is a whole other beast. Do I have what it takes to take on that endeavor? Or will I be forever chained to blogging?

We’ll see if I ever get the guts to write fiction again. We’ll see what kind of feed back I get from my unfinished piece. We’ll see what other excuses I make up to put this off. 

For now, it’s back to real life. Happy Saturday!