Thirty-one days of writing poems has come and gone. It wasn’t easy, but it was definitely worthwhile. I feel like I’ve accomplished something. A feat that hasn’t happened in a long time.
I’m pretty happy with what I wrote. I know that not all the poems are publish-worthy, at least not yet, but they’re all mine. I created each and every one of them and that’s something to be proud of.
It’s now November, which means that it’s NaNoWriMo time. However, after exerting so much energy over the last month just to get one poem written each day, I think I’m going to have to skip it this year.
Still, now that I’ve begun writing, I’m going to try to keep it up. Although, maybe at a lower frequency.
Have a great weekend everybody!