February 4, 2020 Tuesday

I went to the gym this morning and it felt easy today, it’s funny how very day is different.

I wrote my first short story in the middle of January and felt so pleased with it, I had lots of good feedback which was lovely. It was written as a bedtime story which I hope to put on a podcast sometime soon. A few days afterwards I found myself writing a short autobiography and once again when finished I asked my writing group leader for her feedback and she loved it. I have also written five poems in the last few weeks, I feel on fire buzzing with Words and confidence. Last Sunday I started another part of my story and I felt it went really well, and I start to think I’ve cracked this writing ‘thing’! I picked up my third story from Sunday and it was bad, I read it and re-read it there must be a mistake I think, how can I write something so bad. I guess with writing you’ve never got it sorted some days it’s good and some days it’s awful and that’s a bit like life.