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Let's Do This!

NaBloPoMo is here people! I'm going to try for substance this year. Don't hold your breath though, I make no promises except that I will try. That's a good start right?? I have decided to follow the daily prompts this year so as not to stress my brain too much. Bahahahaha! Doesn't take much.

What is your favourite part about writing?

Sharing our daily lives with family and friends. I know it sounds cliche and it is (but it's true). Almost all of our family lives out of state. People are lucky to get a Christmas card from us because I procrastinate so much. (I just got our Halloween decorations today!) I love reading about other people and their lives. I'm always reading biographies, when I have the time and sometimes, it's online when I'm reading it. I don't think our lives are super exciting but I think my family is pretty damn awesome. If someone else thinks so, that's great!

I also like writing about our son Donovan who has Aspergers. I feel the need to vent when it's a bad day. I love sharing great news and good days. I also like hearing from people, whether they are an ASD family or not.

That being said, I hope you enjoy November with us!


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