Behind is always where I start

It's day seven of august and the seventh day of my unofficial novel writing month with a few fellow writer's on facebook and I've gotten nowhere. My word count is currently zero and will probably stay that way.

I look at my screen and I really want to write, I have a million ideas buzzing around in my brain but nothing comes out and turns into words on my page.

A fellow writer from my writing group finally finished her first book. I'm happy for her, and then I look at myself and I say that I want to feel that feeling of accomplishment from finishing one of the many novels I've got penned in my head.

I know it won't happen over night, I just wish I could make an attempt that I was proud of.