Blogmas Day 8 - Pebbling
Today I feel like garbage so I’m typing this from my bed on my phone. It’s not the perfect condition to be a writer, but what matters the most to me is getting the words out.
Since I dived into this self-imposed challenge without a plan, every day that I sit down to write is a surprise about what will come out. The part of me that is deeply afraid of being perceived worries that all this random rambling will be looked at as blatant navel gazing and accidentally repel readers and potential new friends. The other part of me is excited to see how this imperfect practice is going to set me on the path forward to becoming an author.
I’d like to think of these 25 days as my own version of pebbling; tiny gifts that represent my commitment to myself and my writing life. If penguins do it, then it must be cool right?
Until tomorrow!
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