March came with a challenge. There were ups and downs throughout the month. I didn’t quite make my goal by that’s okay. 59,210 words isn’t so bad.
As the month closes in five minutes I just wanted to reflect on my accomplishment. I’m proud of myself because I reached 62,738 words written this month. Not so bad. My goal for March is 65k+.
Live life like driving. Keep looking forward and only glance back to see where you’ve been.
“I may be the world’s worst writer, but I’m the world’s best rewriter.”
Death Will KNOCK on your door. It’ll greet you like an old friend but sometimes it’s your Enemy. Death doesn’t know any better. Death sneaks up. Death doesn’t discriminate. It’s cold and it’s alone, Broken, destroyed, and fed well. The Lonely clammy discontent. Drowning drowning drowning.
Last week I managed to write a total of 10,012 words. They were in different projects but I’m happy to have accomplished so much. It’s the highest word count I’ve been able to reach in an extremely long time. It’s heeling me regain my confidence.
I’ve been setting goals for each week to challenge myself. This week I set a crazy 6k words goal. As of 10 est I made that goal. I’m proud and scared. What happens if I can’t do it again?