And we’re off! My workshop has officially started. I already feel like I’m almost a real writer: my idea mill is pumping out some interesting nuggets, I’m attempting to stick to a weekly work schedule, and I can effortlessly vacillate from complete confidence to garment-rending despair in a matter of minutes. In these latter times I find myself asking the big questions, like: Am I smart enough to do this? What if I can’t make this work? Is this what I really want? Who can I pay to make me dinner?
With the end of one year and the start of another comes the season of recaps and resolutions. For my part, I did make a little headway on my novel in 2016 – I took a workshop, got into an intensive, and, after initially failing at writing group, helped form a new one with some GrubStreet classmates. I even got a dozen blog posts up, and a few people actually read them. LOOK AT ME GO!