I never knew two words could – or would, for that matter – mean so much.
They were given to me in the context of a Spanish test. I was out of my mind with nerves about it, even though I knew I’d studied hard. My professor came in the room to check on my progress, and I explained to him how nervous I was.
He simply said “start writing.”
And so I – eventually – finished the test.
Since then, however, those words have come back to me quite often. Because they apply to pretty much anything. Even my novel.
As you know, I’ve been thinking in circles lately. I haven’t even been able to think about jobs, let alone writing a book.
But since I had my epiphany yesterday, I know I can. So I’m going to.