Day 2 - The writing begins

It gets to that time of night where my eye lids start to gather weight and my body tells me that soon I should put a stop to trying to fight the sleep and just give in. It's at this time of night I think that I should write something. And one day I think I'm going to realise that this is the most stupid idea ever but I don't want to realise that just yet...

My 233 words look small and scrappy but everyone says the first draft sucks...right? I am too much of a perfectionist and I can not go on without scrapping something and starting again. It's ridiculous and I need to stop. The sad thing is that the "perfectionist" part of me only comes out in my writing of stories. Dang. So at 9:16 I stop after my one paragraph of writing and see that now I am past one page and my word count is now 929. So I decided that I shall not scrap anything and just not look over it until I have finished.

Tomorrow I start UNI (or College) for a BA in english and I'm kind of getting excited. Although it's another bunch of work that I have to do, I'm learning something that I feel is going to help me. So that one day I'll look over something like this and wonder how I was such a bad writer.

It's late, I'm tired and I haven't woken up without an alarm for 4 days and I would like a normal sleep. Until tomorrow.

364 Day.