Book

I wrote a little bit for my book tonight. I was on a walk and just decided that I was going to go home and write. It is HARD to revisit the past, all the horror and trauma, and live in those memories. To write about them in detail, to relive each and every terrifying and paralyzing moment.

But I’m doing it because my story is one that needs to be told. It’s one that will be told. I mean it is told, but this will be the big one.

So yeah, I wrote a little bit of my book tonight. It’s something.