I’ve always believed that I would do this someday. I’ve wanted to be a novelist ever since I can remember. Now that I’m 34 and married with a baby on the way, I find my interest waning. Which is why I have to do it now! So I bought a novel-writing workbook, and I’m developing an idea based on a family story that has fascinated me since I was very young. This is the one dream that I have to make happen.
I’ve lived in Minnesota 9 years, and I’ve never seen them! You can’t see them in the Cities, where I live, and I’ve never been far enough north at the right time. But my husband is from Duluth, so I anticipate many years of “up north” trips and many more opportunities to correct the situation!
I have had a hard time with this one for a long, long time. (Just in case you’re wondering, I was NOT late for my own wedding.) And everytime I’m late I feel bad about it for hours afterward and I hold it all in because I’m ashamed and that makes it worse and I do it again the next day. And I keep analyzing the situation to find out why I do this and I’m still not sure and that’s not helping. But I think I’m slowly improving.