"Life would be like a bunch of Thursdays run together"

Goodbye summer classes... hello working two part time jobs, taking care of foster kitties and taking on all of the family responsibilities two of my brothers and sisters left behind when they decided to abandon me most of the summer.

I'm not going to lie to you, I dropped all of my summer classes because I need my school loan money to pay for a new/used car. New to me... used to the rest of the world. Mine runs, but the windows don't roll down and the AC just broke. So, honestly, driving in my car is like driving in a moving sauna... or better yet a green house because I'm pretty sure there are stinky things growing in my car as it sits on the side of the road collecting pollen.

I live in Florida and this summer, as I am not taking summer classes and as I seem to be running out of summer time for beach fun and games, I decided to start a blog. First, I decided to write the blog because I thought it would be fun, but then I never actually started it. Then I picked this book up, called "The Outliers," and I realized (more like read) that if I want to be a "world class writer" I need to put 10,000 hours into writing and creating. Not thinking about writing. Not wishing I could write. Not even editing. Just, pure writing.

For an athlete or a scientist or a computer programmer, it usually takes 10 years to get to that 10,000 hours, but, for writers, I would say, it takes much longer than that. Why? Because we don't write. We don't write. We want to, but we have lives and writers block and experiences to experience. But not anymore. I can't put in 8 hours a day, but I figured 30 minutes a day might add up to something. So this is it, my attempt at being a proficient writer.

Thanks for reading and I hope to see you again tomorrow.