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New Year’s Day

We have entered a new year, a new beginning. A new chapter of our lives has started, although considering how long most of you will live, the book that your describes your life contains 90 or more chapters. None the less, at the end of this year we will look back and memories will come flooding back to us. 

Some will be good, and some will be bad, we will remember most the moments which have changed our life. Every memory is a story, and we are about to be granted a thousand stories. Thousands will die, and hundreds of thousands will be born, in just this day.

When writing a book, a good beginning is very important, it is not vital, but if you can’t bring a reader in on the first chapter, then it is unlikely that they will continue reading. You have to show that your book is worth their valuable time, shown them the entrance to your cave of wonders and then give them a torch.

Don’t be afraid of screwing it up though, your story will inevitably require multiple edits, writing a book is a commitment, and at moments it can seem tedious and/or difficult to cultivate, but when you start the book everything is fresh and clean. You are optimistic, or at least some of you are, i know i was. Even though I would come to realize that my first chapter wasn't a very good introduction i was having fun. 

And that is important, to have fun while you are writing, you should strive to write well, but you need not be stressed, if you feel overwhelmed, then take a walk, don’t be afraid to go back to the beginning or near beginning of your story and try something new.


In any case, I wish you all a happy New Year, and hope you have more happy beginnings soon. 

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