I started writing my first book almost a year ago. And then I quit. I hit a damn wall. For the past month, it has crept back into my psyche, like it's ready to come forth and for me to finally finish it. So, here's me, re-committed to my book. I'm really excited about it. It's real and very much based on experiences I have had in the last decade or so.
Bear with me. I may be re-committing in another six months.
*November is National Novel Writing Month, and I'd love to submit my first draft at the end of the month to celebrate my #32!