Documenting my publishing journey (October 2nd 2017)

As of right now I have about 6,600 words. I began writing on July 31st, How do I know that? My grandfather died that day. My mom was reading when she got the call. I feel so guilty. Not that it really matters, it happened but it's what I remember.

I am proud of what writing this has brought out in me. I am proud of what has transpired and am really hopeful for the end product. It has been difficult though, to write. Mainly to remember. I have all these memories and thoughts popping into my head. I have to say though, I have grown alot and matured in ways that I wasn't really aware of and that provides me with great joy and hope.

Middle school, is not the best to write and remember but I know it's what I have to do. I am becoming more comfortable with seeing my language arts teacher without fleeing to the other side of the store. I can be right next to her and not freak out. I cannot yet bag for her but baby steps. I am really happy with my progress and my whole attitude with my process of writing and remembering not so good memories.

This book could change lives and that provides with such an unbelievable sense of joy and peace. I cannot change the past but I certainly can change the future. We all can, through our experiences and help people.

I am very hopeful for the turnout and I know I am still only in the writing process. Just remembering that reminds me of who and what I am doing this for.

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