Final Word Count: July 19, 2011- 649 (1.5 pages); 1 journal page
I got a real zinger today… today was my last Irish lesson! *Bawling tiny tears* While I’m super excited for my tutor that she gets to visit Cape Breton & PEI before she moves home, the selfish part of me wishes I could keep her here forever. I can’t say that we frittered away our time though. We got a lot accomplished and perhaps now I can work on organizing all my knowledge and practice what I’ve learned. Ah well. Life goes on. Besides, I now have a pen pal! How awesome is that?!
(A philosophical aside- feel free to skip…)
It’s amazing to reflect on my life at the moment and see how different it is compared to previous summers. My life in general is nothing like I could have imagined. It’s wonderful how much more you get out of life when you’re busy and have a couple (or a lot) of things on your plate. When I started this project, I never imagined that it would help open my eyes in this way. If anything, I thought it would hold me back by monopolizing my time. While this may be the case some days, most days I appreciate the gift of getting more out of life that I would otherwise receive.
I may be attempting to pile a few too many things on my plate but if they’re all things that I enjoy doing, they can only enrich my life. Nothing is ever mutually exclusive- who knows, an experience could make it into a plot or my writing can become a refuge from a break up. As long as my job is unaffected, everything else is free game.
I can’t wait to experience all that life has to offer me. I’m no longer the little shrinking violet I have been in the past. While this feels like base jumping, sometimes without a parachute, it’s exhilarating.
(The End)
A lesson that I was suspecting was lurking around the corner revealed itself last night. I can no longer deny the impact household chores has on my writing. I thought I’d be able to get a lot of work done last night but after walking the dog, grocery shopping and making a pot of pasta salad (delectable by the way!) my evening was over. There was hardly time to whip up the almost-700 words and a journal page before passing out in bed.
I’m still determined to get my 50,000 words but I don’t know how. I’ve always been an all-or-nothing kind of girl and this daunting task is proof of the under taking I’m signed myself up for. Sometimes I feel like I’ve agreed to climb Mt. Everest in nothing more than a snow suit but I have the love and support of my friends and family and my new friends here. I suspect there will be times when I’ll need everyone behind me, pushing me to finish (think of it like trying to push me through a tiny portal window- I may just fit but it’s a tight squeeze!).
I do know that I can’t do this alone. Thank you for your support, encouragement, and kind words!
Things do happen for a reason and I got a call from my boss today telling me I don’t need to come into work so I’m taking this free day to play catch up. With my roommate out for an afternoon shift at work, I think I can really get a lot accomplished. Wish me luck!
12 Novels in 12 Months 
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