I’m caught a little off guard as I sit down to write today. I’ve been a jumble of nerves for a few days now, and I can’t quite put my finger on why. It happens now and again, be it from excitement or something else, I’m never sure. It was magnified when I sat down to write this, and noticed that while I had the rest of November mapped out with what I was going to share here, I’d failed…
People have asked how I stay organized while writing. Some individuals possess a natural inclination for organization, while others don’t. I also believe that each person’s idea of organization differs. I’m a fan of things being orderly. My post-it notes have an order about them when hung on the wall or thrown in my notebooks. It all makes perfect sense to me. My husband, however, finds organization in what I can only refer to as pure chaos. I sit at…