And so it begins

Ok. Here I am writing a blog.

I tried this once before over at livejournal, but that was years ago and this time is different. This time I begin with a mission...

I feel like most good blogs start with a mission, a reason for being. I am starting because I feel like even if I only ever have one reader, that one reader will hold me accountable, and make me commit. Lately I have been feeling sort of overwhelmed and adrift. I've been looking at other people's lives and saying, "wow that looks like fun, I want to be like that!" And I realized that I couldn't possibly be living my own life to the fullest if I am looking at other people's lives wishing I were them.

The facts are these: I am out of shape, a little chubby (and I can't lie about it anymore because none of my clothes fit), I eat terrible food (I have a weakness for eating out... and greasy diner food), I have a promising but incomplete novel, I live with my mom and I have no money (which is why I live with my mom, although she's great, so it's not too bad. That might even be a plus actually). On the plus side I am employed, which is a new thing, but a wonderful thing.

So I am going to finish my novel, lose 20 pounds and save up enough money for first and last months rent. I would set a time limit, but I'm no good at time limits. And this blog isn't about accomplishing my goals (although that would be super great!), its about trying to accomplish them. And taking control of my life. And living the life I want to lead. (And trying to never write anything that sappy sounding ever again)

I was going to be brutally honest and give my weight so that we could all track my weight loss together. Then I weighed myself. And I know I'm not really heavy (still just a little chubby) but I can't own up to my own weight. So I'll just be posting the pounds as they come off.

I have 78 pages in my manuscript. This number needs to go up. Frequently. Much more frequently than it currently does.

Thus begins the blog of the out of shape writer.