A little over 5 months, but who’s counting? In that time I’ve:
- Knitted two baby carrier blankets
- Knitted a market bag
- Knitted a triangular shawl
- Learned to make The Pioneer Woman’s Mocha Brownies
- Learned how to make a chuck roast
- Spent at least one weekend a month with my family, sometimes more
- Celebrated a birthday
- Cheered on my best friend from college as she competed in the Wisconsin Ironman
- Helped my brother and sister-in-law move into their new home
- Completed the scrapbook of said college best friend’s wedding
- Made a small scrapbook of pictures of my family
- Sorted out my bags of photos and stored them
- Sorted out my yarn stash and organized it
- Prepared and taught 5 classes
- Presented a two-hour lecture for the reader’s advisory class at my alma mater on romance
- Prepared and participated in a panel presentation for a major online conference
- Began work on a panel presentation for my state library association
- Spent time with friends both in person and online
- Worked a part-time job in addition to my full-time job
- Started reviewing books for Library Journal
- Read or listened to a total of 47 books
That’s a fair amount, wouldn’t you say? Well, between all of that, I’ve also written a novel. It’s the first draft, so far from done, but I’ve written a novel. A novel which is currently about 76,000 words long. This is the longest piece of fiction I’ve written in over eight years. Heck, I hadn’t been able to finish even a short story for about the 15 months or so prior to starting this. And I did it in 5 months. In short, I’m amazed at myself. Proud of myself. Even better? I think I have my writing mojo back. I was about to say it had left the building the way of Elvis.
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