Wrapping up 2016

This has been one of the most mentally challenging years of my life.  Over two years ago I decided to pursue PA school and this year was the worst of it.  

Final Week 9/11-9/18

This final week post is a week late.  This challenge really kicked my ass and I think I've learned a lot because of that.  I will keep writing, but it will nice to write just to write, and not because I have set some stupid arbitrary goal for myself.  So, the take home message is this:  Attacking creativity in my usual militant goal-oriented way doesn't lead to success.  I can't treat my writing like I treat my to-do list.  I can't sit down and fit it in between laundry and school stuff.  I have to make it a priority to write when I feel inspired instead of trying to schedule it in when I think I have time.

Without further ado, the last installment of this godforsaken challenge:

Week 3 9/4-9/10

And
      then
            there
                   was
                        week 
                               3:

8/28-9/3

Week 2 coming at you!

8/24-8/27

As I close in on the end of my first week of this challenge, I have to acknowledge that I am not going to accomplish what I was hoping for with this project and that's okay.  

8/22-8/23

8/22 -- Fail!

Not even a week into this challenge and I've already managed to let life get in the way.  Yesterday was my first day back to work after vacation and then I met up with friends to play Cards Against Humanity until long past my bedtime.  I chose social activities over writing and I missed a day.  It sucks but I'm going to try not to beat myself up over it.

Moving on....

8/19-8/21 mind babbles

Welcome all to my first 30 day challenge writing post!  I am really enjoying this challenge so far but it is surprisingly emotional and exhausting.  Acknowledging my inner musings enough to write them down expends more energy than I was expecting.  Writers have a tough job!  Being locked in your head like that all the time takes dedication and skill.  I hope I get use to it as time goes on.  

Anyway, without further ado, here are the first three days worth of my writing:

The Right to Write

Writing is something that I never thought I was good at.  I had this dick of an English teacher my Junior year of high school who gave me a complex.  He refused to give me an A on any paper I wrote no matter how hard I worked on it.  His response was always the same, "You can do better than this!"  At the time I thought I was trying my hardest and that he was being an asshole.  He wouldn't sign me up for his AP class the following year because he felt I wasn't ready and that I wouldn't do well enough.  

A Father's Day Letter

Dear Dad,

I forgive you.  I've waited entirely too long to tell you that.

Mother's Day

This one is for you, Mom.

Eat your heart out, Hallmark!

Time

Time is touted as being cure for what ails you.  Whether it be grief, heartbreak  or stress, time is suppose to heal you.  

What an utter load of BULLSHIT.