Confession: I honestly cannot wait for NaNoWriMo. Literally. I’m writing this post to try and stop me from starting my novel that I planned for November.
But I don’t know how much longer I can keep abstaining from writing this story. The ideas are dying to come out as the monsters within are clawing at my insides, desperate to escape. I’m afraid I’ll go insane if I wait another 33 days before I pen the thoughts roaming in my head down.
In many ways, writing breathes life into my soul. To stop or to resist writing sucks the life—my soul—out of me.
So unfortunately I’ll be writing prior to NaNoWriMo because I cannot delay my musings any longer.