There comes a time when being an avid reader and wanting to write a novel doesn’t quite add up. Year after year… wanting to be a writer and having a desk full of messy starts and stops to the great story you have written in your head serving as a reminder that you did not do it. You could not do it.
Is this the year you will actually do what you said you would do?
Join me. I need some back-up.
GGJ