I feel a little pathetic about how this year’s NaBloPoMo went. Not because I missed a day (EVEN THOUGH I DID) but because writing still feels like an after thought. I like telling my story here, but this month didn’t really feel like that. Maybe blogging from my phone most days meant trading convenience for depth. It’s definitely more of a “jot down a quick something” way to do it. But! Better a quick something than nothing at all. Right?
I hope so.