So it’s that time of year again. 2021. November. Time to drop 50k words into a combined atlas. The temporary title is reflective of my intent here this year. I feel I am moving into the Crone stage of my magical existence. I am definitely no longer the Maiden, and I am tired of being the mother. It has been exhausting and I need to figure out myself, explore my battle plans. The best battle strategies are in the fords.
This year I want to explore where I’ve come from. I will try to write a semi autobiographical fictional effort. It can only be fiction, because parts of my past are only based on what I can remember. Let’s be honest, I don’t remember a lot correctly. It will also be fictional because my future is just a day dream, which changes daily. I am unclear on where I want to be, how I want to be, and what I will take with me (or build there).
Thanks for playing along.
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