Let's begin

I wrote my first book at the age of seven. Yep. Seven. Sure, it was printed at the elementary school printing center, but that byline said Anna Johnson.

Writing has been cathartic for me for as long as I can remember, as evidenced by the box of journals in my dad’s basement that has been slowly expanding over the years. I’ve sat down to start my blog many times over the years. I have a note in my notes app that is overflowing with post ideas. I truly enjoy writing. Yet, I’ve never taken the leap. There’s always been this voice in the back of my head that says, “Who would want to read what you write?”

I have a long list of goals and since writing is one of them, today is the day that I will begin.

Thank you for reading and hearing my voice.

In gratitude,

A