My brain is so all over the place.
I keep telling myself that it's only been a month since I had my brainstorm about my book and I have made more notes regarding it. But I haven't actually written in about two weeks.
Then today I started writing something else. It was my stories, just word vomit on paper. Kind of like what I do on here, except much more candid. Let's be real, even though I say this blog is total access non-stop Janice all the time, no edits. It isn't.
Because I try not to hurt peoples feelings. Which is odd because the people I most worry about are the people that don't even read this.
Anyway, I'm writing like 15 million different things right now. I just wish I could finish something. Ugghhh.
Isn't that the story of my life. Never finishing something I start.
I can't even finish