It’s late so I have to keep this entry short, but I wrote words today. Don’t know if I like them or not because the disconnected feeling persists…

I was just thinking about how much that’s been true this year.

Don’t get me wrong, I have definitely made strides. Big ones. But…I’m not there yet. My confidence is still so shaky.

I want to work on that; my confidence. Because I can do this. I will finish this book. I will write better. I will finish more books, and I will feel better about my writing.

I will.

But damn…I’m not there yet. Sigh.

Maybe I’ll be there tomorrow.