Time flies when you’re writing a memoir! A few thoughts on the last few months as I continue to create my own unique version of the writer’s life.
In my head, I saw myself writing my entire memoir in solitude in my cozy little home, drinking good coffee with little to no distractions. In reality, it hasn’t even been close. But through it all, one thing is clear: my commitment to finishing it is stronger than ever.
I’m realizing that it’s less about where I write and more about letting it happen when it needs to.