In 2014 I was so excited to finally have the confidence to post stories. It was so awesome to finally feel like I could write something and let people see it and not care wether people were taken with it.
Coincidentally, 2014 was also the year that my laptop broke. I couldn’t even think about writing from an iPad, iPod, or a cell phone. It felt wrong. For four years I have been procrastinating writing. I have 11 books that are unpublished on here. And two that were prematurely published. I can’t decide wether to take them down or try to edit and continue.
What I do know is:
As soon as I can I’m buying a laptop. I need to write. I miss writing. And I miss sharing my writing. Also I have poems. So many poems. And I’m just bursting because I haven’t shared them.
I think I need to change that.