It’s been a while since I wrote any fiction. I have about five unfinished manuscripts at various stages that I started over the past five years. This month I decided to pull out of the mothballs and commit to working on that one story every night with a minimum of 100 words.

Tonight I was 26 words under 5oo which is more than I had expected to write during that hour.

Finding time to write these days is hard.

No, wait, that is an excuse.

There have been some nights where I just sat at the screen and stared it down doing nothing but surfing Facebook and Twitter.

Some of the textbooks that I have to read for school are so boring that I find myself nodding off within a half hour of sitting down to read. There is still one and a half years left until I have my Bachelor degree and another year after that for my MBA. Going back to school was the most wished for item on my bucket list since graduating high school 35 years ago.

Pupils writing on the blackboard in a village ...
Pupils writing on the blackboard in a village school in Laos (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One month left until I will be attending my first college graduation. Five years after graduating high school, I had given up hope of ever returning to school for that degree. Instead, I got married and had two wonderful children. College became the forgotten dream. I had a pretty good paying job back then anyway, or so I thought. Each time I found another job, my income continued to decline instead of rising. I never made the connection until being forced from my job because of the economic conditions. No one would hire me at my age. Phiff!

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Hard work has gotten me to where I am today with my education, and I remind myself I only have a couple of years left until I am back to writing three hours a day.

Until then, one hour can either give me a hundred words or five hundred words. If I get lucky, a Nano word count would be nice.

 

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