Day ninety-three of my 365 Day Writing Project.
Only 300. That’s what I said in my head as I decided to quit way sooner than I felt I should. “Only 300 words today?” Yup. That is all I could write, all I wanted to write. Only. But why ‘only?’ It’s only Day 93 of the 365 days I have committed to writing. It’s only the first novel I plan to publish. It’s only a story waiting to be told. It’s only my art, my passion, my purpose. It’s only me.
There’s nothing only about it.