Summer is funner...?

My summer project is going well enough to talk about now. If I don’t complete it I’ll have at least learned something over the last few days, and any catastrophic failure will, I hope, also teach me something. But so far it’s all going well. I’ve started a book that at the moment seems like it’s written for young adults. It’s about listening and explaining, and about changes that are happening and about children in these changes. I don’t want to say too much about it, but I’ve got a note pad that’s fairly sturdy and I’m about half way through the first chapter.
The real reason I’m writing the first draft of a book is that I don’t feel completely comfortable doing it. I considered writing a group of connected short stories over the summer, because it would be nice to complete something like that, but I also know that I can finish a project like that. I don’t know how far I can get writing a novel, and that’s a good reason to try.