It's on and off. It was for 50 days straight and then life happened.
Then I started taking classes and reading stuff about blogging.
I entered my first NaNoWriMo last year (2016) which I thankfully achieved and again this year.
Forming a writing habit is pretty difficult for me as an overachiever. I think it's because I wrote for a grade most of the time trying to mostly achieve never really writing what's in my mind or what's going on with me. That led to me resenting writing because I never did it for myself.
I grew up with a lot of introjections and I'm a perfectionist. All of these really feeds my critic just saying all kinds of things in my head like, "I have nothing to offer...you're not a good writer...blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."
This year is almost over. Just three more days in it. I haven't sent any holiday cards. I let myself off that hook as well.
I put the Christmas tree up on Christmas eve…