I am ready to start again. I’m ready to pick up the pen and change the blank page with flowing words. Ready to carve a world in all its fine detail. I will keep my writing half secret. I won’t tell you where I’m at until I’m done. I will complete draft 4 of Anastasia. I will then move on to revisions.
I am ready to change this mindset. I feel capable of completing everything. I must not be over zealous. One task at a time. Depression is falling back into the abyss where it belongs. I am standing tentatively at the edge, waiting for the right moment to jump into the dance. What if it doesn’t come? I mustn’t wait too long. Sometimes we have to be the bull in the china shop; run inside make a mess and not care.