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.