After taking your advice on following my heart, I've started writing the piece for the contest I told you in my last post. It was a challenging decision. I felt passionate about both, so I really had to listen to myself before going for it. I'm so glad I chose to attempt the contest. The piece I'm writing has been therapeutic. It's still so raw that I'm not sure if it's worth $2 much less $10,000. Did I tell you that's how much the prize is for? Yep. Ten grand.
There are some of you out there who are shaking your head at me. You're thinking, "Aren't you setting your dreams a little high?" And on some level I agree with you. My writing insecurities tend are debilitating at times, but let me respond to my inner criticism with a meme:
That said, I'm going back to the office to get some more work done.
Never give up, yo.