Dear Soul,
I know you’re all about the writing. I am not giving up on you. You’ve done a good job keeping up with this challenge, though I know you are counting the days until it is over and done with. The good news is that there are only 8 more letters to write for it after this one. I know you are itching to write fiction, and I’m really sorry, but I think this has been good for you, and our mind as well. I’ll give you a second chance next Friday – but really, I’ll just give you all the chances you need. Because I’m not giving up on you. It is just not an option.
I think writing fiction exclusively about childhood cancer is a fantastic idea. I know you have been nudging me there this whole time, my whole life, and I’m sorry it has taken me so long to “get it.” I have a feeling that writing fiction means neglecting this blog somewhat, and maybe I just wasn’t ready to do that when I dove right into this challenge. If I get published down the road, it kill a lot of birds with just one stone – it will raise awareness in society, it will get people talking about pediatric cancer, and it might get more funding for it and lead to cures. I know I have big dreams, but I also know that they absolutely can come true. I know for a fact that I am not the only one fighting. I am just one in the army against this monster, and we will not give up.
So, yeah, I am going to give you a second chance. I don’t have anything to lose, nowhere to go but up, and I know it will be quite a ride. When (not if) we get to the top of this very long, very steep climb, it will be so worth it. There ain’t no doubt about it.
Love,
Me
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