Today marks ten days in a row of WHT, which I just got my 1K entirely from, and the final day of my old private journal. That’s pretty emotional for me, and I’m still not sure what that final entry will be about. But I’m in no rush, I’ve finished in good time.
I feel a great sense of inner calm, and thankfulness for this journey so far. So much has changed in my life since I started this adventure almost a year ago. I’m now sharing my work, and getting recognition for it. I’m making writing friends. I have control of my life and my heart.
Life just, has a way of working out some times. And who’d have thought it’d just take a thousand words?
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I’m Sam, and I live to write. I spent most of the last 10 years trying to balance writing with a large amount of crap in my personal life, until towards the end of 2018 I threw everything out and started afresh with just my writing. I built the new me around one goal: I have to write at least 1,000 words a day. I called this goal 1K, and it changed my life.
My greatest flaws as a writer is I still use too many adjectives, adverbs, connectives as openers, accidental passive voice and I don't force my work down people's throats enough on pain of extreme and unusual torture. My greatest strength is I know my greatest flaws and I'm working on them.
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