I finally wrote something today that wasn't a list or a journal entry.
I can't believe it.
I still need to flesh it out a bit more and edit it. It's an idea I want to pitch to one of my favourite fitness apps, which is now commissioning non-fiction episodes (for audio). I don't know how I even sat down to write anything when I'm so damn sore today.
Anyway, I just wanted to post here to a) hold myself accountable, and b) share with others who might understand my excitement. If I can actually finish and submit it, that in itself will be a victory. I've been feeling blocked with my writing since the end of my last relationship. He didn't understand it or support it. In fact, he wanted me to give up. So fuck him, that's what I think. I don't need to prove him wrong, or prove anything to anybody but myself.
I'll post an update in two weeks to say if I followed through or not. If I don't do it, somebody needs to kick my ass.
UPDATE