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Just Write

                                                 Write even when the world is chaotic. You don't need a cigarette, silence, music, a comfortable chair, or inner peace to write. You just need ten minutes, and a writing implement.~Cory Doctorow

I love to write, that's no secret, but I truly find myself lacking in the time.  I have recently joined the online world of Pinterest, which is a huge time waster but still pretty enjoyable to browse.  I have found a few interesting quotes about writing that have really made me think about how important it is to me and that I need to make the time for it otherwise I tend to go a bit crazy.  I have always kept a diary of sorts, but haven't written in mine for probably close to two years.  I started this blog with the intent of throwing myself back into a writing routine but have managed to only write the occasional post.  Well - that is no longer going to be the case!  I'm going to start a diary again, maybe even start up story writing which was my favourite childhood pastime.  So, expect to hear a lot more from me as I share a lot more of my random musings and truly start to make more time to do the things that make me happy!

"Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing."
 
 
Just write.
 
 
Exactly how I feel...

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