Today is day 30 of the 30 Days of Writing project. Thirty days ago, I wrote, “I’m considering doing this project.” But I didn’t really expect to complete it.
And now, here I am, 30 days later. I have filled most of a notebook, I have written an hour – or more – every day for thirty days.
Not only that, but, knowing I struggled to write at my normal wake-up time, within a few days of starting the 30 Days of Writing project, I started getting up at 5:30 or 6 a.m. – about two hours early. Until this writing project, I had never willingly gotten up that early. Never.
So, I’m proud of myself for doing this. (I so rarely say I’m proud of myself. It sounds awkward and boastful, though I don’t mean it that way.)
I can’t help but wonder… now what? Do I continue writing an hour each morning? Do I continue getting up early? Do I start another writing project? Do I plan one for April?
One thing I DO plan on doing is going back through my notebook, which has two months’ worth of writing in it. Find useful parts. Clean them up.
For now, though, this is enough.
I’ll allow myself the happiness of completing something I didn’t think I could.