It's been a while since I posted anything. It's been a while since I wrote. 

I could make excuses. Everyone does. But I won't. 

I'm starting again. I'll probably start and stop a lot with my writing. I've been writing since I was in second grade, almost 15 years ago, and yet a lot of people have spent 15 years actually writing good things whereas I've spent 15 years accumulating works I barely let myself read, let alone anyone else. 

But I keep writing. Small things, little jots taken down on napkins or notes stuck to my computer. Big things, like the novel I honestly thought I would have finished by now that I began less than a year ago. 

For every stop there is a start. I always start again. With as far as I have come in my writing I don't even need to begin again, I just have to start again. I've already laid the foundations everywhere; with my novel, with my blog posts, with the ideas I hold on to for years, waiting for the rest of the story to unfold.

I can't waste time berating myself for how little I've accomplished. I have to just keep going, moving forward and looking ahead, planning what to do next. The stories will come, I just have to be ready to write them down.