I am pushing the “PAUSE” button on my writing. I want to write this book, but right now I am fighting it (and it is fighting me) every

I am simply putting one foot in front of the other right now. I’m not sure if I’m enjoying the ride/writing. I am beginning to wonder if I might

Well, true to form, I crashed and burned for a reasonable chunk of today. We packed the bus and drove, and I was really tired. Writing time came

You may have noticed that this blog reads like a tug of war, or a rollercoaster ride. I’ve noticed that I’m oscillating between two versions of myself: The

I missed my writing yesterday. Actually, I honestly didn’t miss it. I enjoyed not writing. I’m beginning to think that this Every Single Day thing might not be

I really didn’t want to write tonight. But, turtle steps and all that. So I wrote a few hundred words, picked a picture of a storm, and posted

I learned a new saying a few days ago, and it wasn’t until I sat down to write tonight, that I was struck by how perfect it is. “Turtle

Tonight I felt completely like not writing. But since the practice has become more habit and less conscious choice, I started anyway. I learned tonight – again –

I’m intentionally keeping today’s entry brief: I wrote 500 words towards my book. I am enjoying the process of writing more and more. Progress is being made every day.

Today has been a cruisy one. We had a delightfully lazy start, despite the fact we were moving on again. We relocated to Darwin, setup the bus, and