I feel like I am just constantly bragging the last few days. Everything I have talked about has been my novel, my friends, or something relating to my novel. All I have been doing is celebrating, which makes this a little bit of an odd blog to post for that reason. How can I celebrating new beginnings when everything I am doing is that exact thing?
In the last three months, I have completely upturned my life. I quit my job. I am breaking myself of my toxic relationship with sex, drugs, and alcohol. I am making an entire new group of friends. I completed a draft of my novel. I am starting a business based on my novel. All of these beginnings are scary on their own let alone all together. It means that everything is going right, and I am definitely on my right path.
I have celebrated in a variety of different ways. I have actually celebrated on Friday. I met with a friend I hadn’t seen in three years. I ended up meeting up with a variety of my friends later that night to hang out. (I did not drink a lot of alcohol and made sure that I kept drinking water. My friend was the one who calmed me down by not drinking anymore. It’s an ongoing battle, but I’m winning). Yesterday, I spent quite a bit of time talking about it while working, while we were slow I began to work on my next project which I could do by sketching some ideas in a notebook.
I also took today off, knowing that I’m working the next four days (and then the weekend). This is as much of a celebration as I can get. Ya know, sitting in a laundry mat and getting my blog posting done. Every day is a working day to some extent, but the greatest part of it is how much I love doing it. That’s part of the celebration is getting to do it again and again. I get to keep telling stories. I will get to keep talking about it. I will find new ways to tell stories so that it gets to new people.
The best part of this is that I am doing it with my friends. I can’t state enough how much I absolutely love the people who are currently helping me on my journey. Charmaine Houck, the creator of this challenge and my best friend, continually helps me out with both my writing and my mental stability. Joel Bradshaw, the co-writer of my book and my other best friend, talks me through the same kind of emotional rollercoaster that I am and asks me the hard questions about my story. Marc Yelverton, my roommate, friend, and writer himself, never compromises for a half-assed story. Together, they’re bringing my universe in existence just as much as me. And they should celebrate as much as I do. So, it’s not a fall-down black out party, but it’s the one I want to be dancing at.
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