As of this morning.

Officially.

At least for now.

I am no longer writing a novel.

Not that I have really been writing a novel for the last two years.

For those of you who don't know, here is the story behind this.
Three years ago, as a senior in college, I took a narrative writing class. One of my assignments for this class was to write a short story, around 15 pages. I turned in 72. While everyone else in the class got workshopped for half a class period at most, my teacher gave my story two entire class periods and I got the only A+ in the entire class.
Over the next year I worked on that story and got it to about 200 pages. And then it stopped. I'd often go to Starbucks with my laptop and try to write more and to rewrite but it never really turned up anything new. So basically, for the last two years, I have been at a standstill.

I am no longer writing a novel.

What I am writing now, is a memoir.

I cannot say what my story is about. But I can say that that novel was heavily based on my life, but told through fiction. I have always wanted to write it as memoir but could never really think of a way to make it work as I didn't think I could remember enough of the details and I thought if I told it linearly it would be way too monotonous.

And then this morning I woke up and somehow it all came together in my head. I think I figured out a way to do it. I think. I hope. All I know if for the first time in a long time I was really excited about grabbing my laptop and heading off to Starbucks and getting this stuff on the page. Maybe I'm just a narcissist, or maybe I just know that it might be more powerful if it's entirely told through the truth and I don't try to hide between fictional characters.

I'll see how this goes. If it doesn't go well, I will return to my novel. I just know that I need to tell this story. I need to tell my story.