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Resolution

I'm doing it this time. It's gonna happen. For real. I am not even kidding. I am making a First Quarter Resolution, you know, it has to be a little different because my left-brained self can't just jump in with the usual New Year's Resolution.

Plus, reality. I can't commit to an entire year, I just can't. Heck, I can barely commit to my monthly dinner menu, and even with that I switch stuff around. I have to; I'm currently on night two of two this week that I have changed the dinner menu. HA! My poor husband. I'm so lucky that he finds me charming in the midst of my creative, wild, unpredictable, emotional, hot southern mess sundae self! Can I coin that? Hot Southern Mess Sundae. It's a thing now, let's make it happen!

Are you still reading? Does it make you crazy how I let my mind wander in about a thousand different directions at a time? At least once a week, Stephen and I will be having a conversation and then I will jump in with some entirely off the wall comment or question, and he will ask me, "How did you even just get there?" and 100% of the time, I can tie it back to exactly what we were discussing, well in my opinion anyway, he may feel differently.

So, I love to write. LOVE it. But I struggle, immensely, mostly because my mind is going a million miles a minute at any given time. It makes it very hard for me to take a creative thought and allow it to fully bloom to completion, because, SQUIRREL, I get distracted easily. Then I come back to what I started and I just don't feel the same passion and I have a hard time continuing to move forward, so I start over, with a different story. Or blog post. Which is why I love this. I can pick it up and go crazy when I feel it, and I can leave it for weeks, okay, months, on end. So I've been writing off and on since I was in 7th grade, which was, admittedly, a very long time ago. In the last 4 years I have started 4 books, all between one paragraph and 3 chapters long. And I want to finish them, badly. I just can't. The stories have lost their muchness. Through all the creating, the writing, the love of words, and the reading that I so enjoy, I have finally stumbled upon it. I have finally realized what my stories, books, bits of literature I'm constantly creating, are missing.

I'm telling you right now that I'm in a place of resolution, driven by passion. I'm making the commitment to you, me and my family that I am going to finish this book. It's happening. My goal is seventy five thousand words in one hundred days. Do you know what that means? I'll be wrapping it up by the end of June, and maybe, just maybe, I'll have a complete creative extension of my Hot Southern Mess Sundae Self that I can share with you!

#750wordsaday

*BFF points for everyone who caught the Mad Hatter reference

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