For the pure love of writing

  Good evening! It's been an exciting few days for me. Minus the two times I wandered Walmart with two different people. I'm not as lucky as some to see people so weird I wish I was brave enough to take a picture of them. It's actually difficult to go our local Walmart because there are many people who I can only guess are Muslim. The reason is that I am fascinated by different cultures, and different clothing traditions. It's hard to not stare at the ladies. Some have their hair covered, some have everything but their eyes covered. The culture here is amazing. I want to talk to them. I want to ask them what it's like to be them. I want to know if they have a blog, so I can see what it's like. I can't imagine moving to a country where I was the only one not covered up. Or how strange (but interesting) it would be to cover up all of me every time I went out. Easier in the winter, tougher in the summer, no?
  It has been exciting because I have been writing my heart out. I have been making my daily goal of at least 1,600 words a day. When I'm done, I'm hyper. The flow of ideas is like a natural high. The sense of victory is wonderful. I really doubted if I could do it. It's so fun to be able to text my Momma: "I did it!". The secret to life is to find something that makes you that happy. I got up early to write, and it was beautiful.
  I am writing about a new society. Twenty Eve's placed on a garden of Eden island. Yesterday I created the first crime. It was kind of funny because my mind is so strange. I came up with the "punishment" of the crime and then created the scenario for it. Not what punishment for the crime I invented, but what wrong-doing would make that punishment justifiable. I also wanted to create a series of understandable misconceptions. An accumulation of a variety of things just wrong enough to escalate the way it did.
  I had writer's block one morning and wrote my heart out after talking to a friend. I took her internal struggles and explored them in a character with my book. Plus we were talking about forgiving, and if that didn't work then maybe working on forgetting. I wanted to walk my reader through these concepts. The book is a lot about human nature, and a little about being a Goddess in training.  I was wondering about the time I would have to dedicate to get to 1,600 words. I actually hit the 2,000 mark in one hour, on Day 2. How crazy is that? I painted my fingernails green so it would fun to watch them dance on the keyboard with a superhero kind of power, like the Green Lantern.
  I have been doing the happy dance. In writing my book today I read an article about the benefits of being insecure. I have to break it down for my character, but it made such sense to me.
I did a Google search for the benefits of insecurity and the first thing that popped up said:
There are four distinct advantages of being insecure: You're naturally more realistic. You work harder. 
You're more liked. You're more likely to accept criticism.
The whole article is here: https://www.entrepreneur.com/article/231487# and I was drawn in to these ideas. I like to show the nature of man, which seems to be to take something good and make it something bad, and the nature of the deity which for me is the gods taking something bad and transforming it into something good. I'm speaking in a very general way here, and the Goddess I'm creating is her own kind of imperfect. And yet "imperfect" is a matter of perspective. The key to my book is perspective, perhaps. I'm also not an entirely cynical judge of the human race. My eyes have seen and my heart has felt some very beautiful and loving acts in my lifetime.