I'm 41,953 words into a word document that may or may not be a novel.
No promises.
Sometimes I think about abandoning this manuscript because I have always meant to turn one of the stories in my MFA thesis into a YA novel and wouldn't I rather be doing that? Sometimes I think about a new idea for a short story. Sometimes I feel like writing poems for kids.
I wish I could be the kind of person who had all of those projects on-going as well as a profitable blog as well as a few steady freelance gigs.
But I don't.
I'm a mom and wife and somehow I personally can't get much done outside these roles.
But I do have 41,953 words.
