I’m not gonna lie – I’ve had a pretty rough summer. There’s been some personal/health stuff that’s kept me busy and stressed. I was feeling disconnected from my new job, and like every day was a struggle. Not to mention finances aka the bane of my existence had me clutching my pearls and figuratively biting my nails (cause ew, I don’t actually do that). The last few months have been a challenge, and I was finding it easier and easier to kind of just let the struggle consume me and go into survival mode autopilot.
I always knew that I wanted to be a writer, but I wasn’t able to pinpoint the exact moment or thing that ignited this desire until recently. My favorite book is Swan Songby Robert McCammon. It’s been one of my favorites since I was twelve, and that’s saying a lot because I am and always have been an avid reader. In fact, in middle school I was notorious for having a new book to read nearly every day. We had daily Sustained Silent Reading in English class, and I would be in the library a couple of times a week looking for a new book to read.