Dear Diary

Confession

Day two. Sunday night. Forgot I started this fuckin challenge and the devilish procrastinator inside me is cursing whoever dreamt up this yearlong test. I’m not the type to sit and bang out great ideas at the drop of a hat. Sometimes it works, but most of the time I need to stew on things for a bit and let inspiration strike at the most inconvenient times. This sort of daily activity is good for me. I tend to be a perfectionist, but this will encourage me to dump out whatever is on my brain. Writing every single day, I’m going to have to face the music that there are going to be some less than fabulous posts, but it's all part of the writing process.

We'll see where it leads. 

Allison Graaff