Wackyfish

I think I may need to start applying for some jobs.
I don’t really want to, but I vaguely concerned about money, school and my future in general. I am excited at all of the possibly ahead of me, but I worry a little. I think it may be a sign of growth that I waited this long before beginning to be concerned. Amazing what two years of Faifailemu will do to you.

So, I’m writing again. I spent the morning writing like a mad woman. Technically I am not supposed to start until Nov 1st. But yesterday I came up with the concept for my NaNoWriMo novel and it has sort of gripped me. I have mostly refrained from writing actual parts of the book and am trying to stick to making notes.
I must say… it feels really good to be writing like this again. It feels… right.
The whole concept of the book revolves around Samoa and my PC experience. I sort of feel like if I am ever really supposed to that write book… now is the time to do it. I am close to being finished so I have a more complete experience and some perspective. It is happening/ed so it is fresh enough in my mind. And of course at this moment in time it is an experience that is very dear to me. All of which explains why I am so gripped by the concept (at the moment anyway). It does however lend me to doubt my ability as a writer… what happens when the fire in me for this dies down? Or if it doesn’t die down and I do manage to write a phenomenal first book, what the hell do I do to follow it? I’d have to go live in India with Sherpas or something to top this. (Which is not exactly out of the question…we’ll see what happens)
Ok, I am straying from the point. The point is… I think any writer can write about a great experience. It takes a great writer to write about just any experience. I worry I am not that great writer…

In other news
Gywnn agreed to give me singing lessons when I got home. So that is neat.
I also seem to have developed a mild Backgammon addiction as of late. What is that about?