Real talk: Today marks not only day 1 of November, but day 1 of NaBloPoMo, and I’m terrified.
I’m a college senior, aka I have lots of homework AND I’m trying to apply for jobs. I’m also in recovery from an eating disorder, which isn’t exactly a walk in the park either. I fought with myself for weeks over whether or not I wanted to participate in this challenge, because, well, Lord knows I don’t exactly have an abundance of free time.
But in the end, I decided it was worth it.
Why, you ask? Because I love to write. Plain and simple. Because writing, in this past year or so, has given me so much insight into the world. And because in the four weeks since I started hanging out at yeah write, I’ve been blessed with thoughtful readers and a supportive, funny, wonderful community. Why WOULDN’T I participate, when I get a chance to do so with some of the coolest bloggers ever?!
I’m afraid I won’t have enough to say to last 30 days. And that fear is legitimate, because I struggle enough finding something to write about once a week. It’s going to take a lot for me to let go of the persistent perfectionism that orders me to read a post, like, 600 times before publishing it. I will commit to publishing (*GASP*) drafts. I can’t believe I just said that.
I’m not going to let my fear of striking out keep me from playing the game.
Happy NaBloPoMo…one down, twenty-nine to go.