So the last time I wrote was July 2nd (or thereabouts). Greg and I spent our 1 year anniversary in Ludington for a long weekend, and it was great! Gorgeous weather, a quaint little down, and of course, Hallmark ornaments. ;)
Nothing else huge or significant has happened so far. I'm working on a new quilt, so that is fun. I have some fabric that I really should start cutting out for the borders around it. Maybe I'll do that tonight.
I'm struggling with my lifelong dream to become a published author right now. My mother-in-law is working on a screenplay called "The Story in My Heart," and it's really good and about her past. I definitely have things I can write about from my past, but I don't think they are very interesting. There's only so many ways you can portray depression, and none of them are interesting. So I think that I need to use my experiences up to this point and write a story about someone else. But that inspiration is not yet with me. I'm sure God will provide it when I am ready, but hopefully it's soon. I realized I lost my National Novel Writing Month novel when my hard drive crashed, so that was kind of a huge blow. But we'll see where this goes.
Well I know this is short but I'm proud of myself for writing at all. ;) I think I will do some quilting. :)
