I have never been more excited about an endeavor. I always knew I was a late bloomer, but I have also always known I was a prolific writer. It didn’t matter what was going on, I would write a poem, an essay or short story about it. These were always me getting my ideas and thoughts down on paper. It has been cathartic and enjoyable, even when it was only me who read it. I have written two childrenS books, but this endeavor is more intense than anything else I have ever done. Thank you NaNoWriMo for this amazing push that has completely taken me out of my comfort zone and pressed me into another world, maybe I’ll write about it.