There are only a couple of weeks left to this year, and I find myself thinking about goals and plans I had for 2017. A LOT didn’t go my way. I’ve reconciled myself with the disappointments, picked up my planner, and regretfully canceled plans.
One of my goals was to get in on a boxed set. Many best-selling authors get their letters from boxed sets. I’m no different. I’d love to be known as a best-seller. And, who knows, it may happen. Just not this year. I’m working on a story that was supposed to be a novella. It was to be edited and ready to turn in by February. As much as I wanted it to happen, there’s no way I’m going to have it ready. This story is already close to novella length, and is nowhere near the end. I have some ways to go before I can even think of presenting it to an editor. I’m good with it, really. It was a personal deadline, and those are flexible. I’m going to let this story work itself out on the pages.
I also want to finish my urban fantasy anthology. I have one last short story to add before I can call that one complete. Once those are done, I need to get back to Blindsided. I feel like I’ve been away from my Kindred a long time, and I miss the characters. My editor notified me that she sent the edits for A Destiny Denied back to me. There’s no shortage of work on the writing front. I just need time to get it all done.
Between work and the holiday season, I haven’t had a lot of time to focus on writing. Don’t get me wrong. I AM writing, just not as much as I’d like to devote to my stories. It will all happen, in its own time.
For now, I’m dosing myself with flu meds (so much for that flu shot *sigh*) and trying to get some rest on my days off, so I can deal with the hectic pace of work.
Till next week,