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One Year of Writing

Today is an anniversary. Not of dating or anything Sammy related. A year ago today I started working on my newest novel idea. This idea came to me, I hate to say it, in a dream. After a summer of sort of plodding along with an idea I'd been trying to re-work for years, I had this dream which absolutely compelled me. I decided it was time to at least give it a shot. To my surprise, this story just flowed out of me. 
I keep track of my progress and word count with these sticky notes. 

I finished the first draft in two and a half months, writing in the morning, between classes, sometimes even in class if the professor was just plodding along. I just couldn't stop! Then, to my surprise, after giving the story a bit of a break, I actually had ideas on how to make it better. I ended up editing the beginning of this story multiple times my last semester as a senior honors project. I kept up writing after that, and finished a second draft on July 2nd. That was something that I've never done before, gotten to a second draft. 

Ever since finishing that draft, I've been writing some other things. Every time I thought about my second draft, I couldn't help but think how stupid that story is. I'd think of it and shudder. I know it needs a whole lot more work, and I'd just think of how much it sucks. I was feeling a little down and like I'll never finish it. 

This past Saturday, I decided to re-read that story to re-familiarize myself with it. And to my surprise, it doesn't utterly suck. It's actually a little good. 

Just looking at how far I've come in this last year to getting closer to my dreams, I'm getting really excited, and I'm proud of myself. I can't wait to see where the next year takes me!

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