I'm Just Thinking Out Loud Here.

So I've been thinking a lot lately. The wheels have been spinning and spinning and spinning. I've been massively putting off this memoir. And I know it's for several reasons- the first and foremost being that novel-style writing is not my forte. I'm no good with, Then the door swung wildly open and the villain appeared out of thin air with an earth-shaking BOOM, and simultaneously the eerie music began playing in the background. That's not really what I do. I just try to succinctly express what I feel needs to be expressed. And writing a memoir is simply not conducive to my natural style of writing.

So here's what I'm thinking. I've learned a lot, and I mean a LOT, of tough lessons in my short thirty years here on this earth. I'm thinking I should sit down, put pen to paper, and delineate the things I've learned about myself and humans in general, and then format a book around that. It'll sort of be self-help, but not in that I'M-SUPER-DEPRESSED-AND-AM-ABOUT-TO-O.D.-ON-MY-MEDS-SO-HELP-ME-QUICK kinda way. More just, what can I learn about life and the world around me from seeing someone else's horrendous mistakes and fabulous triumphs?

So that's where I am right now. Forcing myself to sit down and write a novel just isn't working for me and hasn't been working for quite some time. It's time to shift directions. So shift we shall.

I'll keep you updated.