It seems almost compulsory to write a New Year post, either to recap one’s accomplishments from the year passing, or to talk about goals in the coming year. I figured… who am I to buck the trend?
Last year was a big one for me: I finally got my degree, wrote six novels and published four of them, starting what I firmly believe is going to be the last career I’ll ever have. It’s the only one I ever wanted, after all.
I don’t know how anyone else feels, but I have high hopes for 2018. My first book of the year, Blackbird in the Reeds, is coming out on the 4th of January, and the second in its series is already in edits. I hope to release the entire series this year, as well as a few other projects I’ve been working on, and maybe even one that’s still just a series of related ideas.
2017 was bad in the ways I expected, and incredible in ways I didn’t foresee. I’ve made a few friends I think are in it for the long haul, and a few changes in my life that are going to help me keep writing for years to come. I’ve had successes I didn’t expect, and learned from my failures when they happened. All I can hope is that this year will be even better.
I am going to write so many books this year, you guys. So many books. And it’s going to be the most fun yet.