Writing a book is as simple as typing words on a screen to form a story for some, and as daunting as climbing Mt. Everest for others. I would be the others. I have always, always wanted to put enough words together to form a solid rectangular object to put on my bookshelf, with my very own name as its author. I have been trying since I was ten years old.
I have finally decided that this time not only will I try, I will succeed. With the encouragement from my friends and family who read my mass e-mails I am turning my year here into a memoir, because let’s face it… the experience is pretty book worthy.
So… what do you think? What should I call it? Goodness me, this is pretty exciting.