And then, this happened

I go slowly. I make compromises with myself. I feel guilty that some days (or even weeks) I cannot bring myself to write…

But then I reach a milestone: the first time I have enough revised words to print. And I feel so proud.

I did it. It’s here. It’s real. It’s just 8,500 words, but they are all mine.

Bit by bit. Slowly, slowly. But we keep moving.

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