I went to my very first write in and met some nice folk. I hope to see them later this week. I was hoping to write more today, but I am worn out from the rest day.
My six year daughter decided that she wants to write this month as well, so I’ll be posting up her stories on her own blog. It’s been a nifty first day.
It’s great to write in a group. I was afraid that it would be too chatty for my liking and nobody would be writing. But everyone stayed on target. Every once in a while, we’d talk for a bit, but it only lasted a few minutes before we’d go at it again.
I usually hole up and hide when I write. I’ve become a hermit in the last few months. It was nice to get out into the real world and write in a group. I can’t wait until I get another chance to do it. I can’t go every day, but I would if I could.
I’ve been averaging a little less than a thousand words a day since February, so it didn’t feel different than any other writing day for the most part. I joined the challenge to force myself to get more social and involved with other writers in person, rather than online.
I will have plenty of opportunities this month. There are events all over the city every day around here. All I need to do is manage babysitting for that one hour window between my leaving and my husband coming home from work. It will sort itself out. It usually does.
How’d your first day go?