2006

A lot of my fellow bloggers are looking back at 2005, but I'm not feeling very inclined to do that. I'm too excited about moving forward.

I have three short stories and a book coming out this year. In theory. First short story is done, accepted, and nearing release. Second short story is nearly written, but not quite there yet. I'm a bit behind. Third short story is a major collaboration, very much fun but very difficult--and we haven't even really gotten to the hard work yet. The book is also way behind, but I'll get there.

I also have a major revision to do for a manuscript. It's challenging me. I think I can do it, and if I can do it right, it will bring all manner of good things. But fear that I can't do it right is hanging out there next to my muse.

I have high hopes that come June, I'll be a full-time writer/mother, which has been my dream for 10 years. It would be great if I could do it sooner, so I had more time to concentrate on the projects I listed above. But it's finally within reach, and I'm so excited I can't stand it.

I turned 35 a week ago. It feels stranger than any other number change has felt, and not in a "ohmygodI'msoold" kind of way. I have a huge sense of contentment and anticipation associated with that age. No idea why. We'll see if it comes to anything.

I'm not really setting resolutions this year. I was going to set goals (which, for some reason, aren't hypocritical and setups for failure the way resolutions are). But I don't feel inclined to do that, either. I have a daily spreadsheet already for my writing plan, and everything else has been ongoing forever, so setting something formal isn't going to affect it. I think I'm just going to take life as it comes, one day at a time, one step to the next, and see what happens.

Happy New Year to you all. May you be blessed with a 2006 filled with joy and accomplishment, devoid of pain and sorrow.

Everyone deserves at least one year like that.