I’ve had an itch to write seriously lately, and I’ve finally scratched it tonight. Despite doing my best to procrastinate, I still managed to get a thousand words out. I don’t think I’ll be able to write every day, especially with how hectic life is right now, but knowing it’s there is good. I need to make this a part of my life. I can’t delay it and rationalize it. I’m going to cut my podcast production by a third so that I’ll have more time.

I’m going to try to make a serious effort to write something every day, even if it’s garbage. I need to make it a priority. I doubt I’ll ever make a living off of it, but I won’t know if I never try.