So, about this time five years ago, I moved to France.
Firstly, I completely spaced on putting this out the other day. August has been a strange month and it’s not over yet. But moving on!
In June, I officially turned 28. Yes, that’s right, one year closer to 30. I’ve got to admit that until a few years ago, 30 seemed really far away. Like a mythical unicorn that doesn’t actually exist until you see one and are forced to concede your incorrect notion. Like how everyone thought the world was flat until it wasn’t. Point is, 30 is swiftly approaching and I think it’s time to take stock of the things I want to accomplish before it arrives.
There are many ways to write a novel but here’s one!