2015 was supposed to have been a banner year. In many ways, it was a terrific year, but it didn't work out exactly as I'd plan. I suppose that's what happens. We can't control everything despite our best efforts to do so. I don't like to make New Year's resolutions because I believe that goals and dreams should be worked toward no matter the time of year. However, at the start of each year, I do like to look over my lists, see what I've accomplished, and determine what I can do better in the coming year.
A look back at 2015 (Published):
"Hattie of Crooked Creek"
The British Agent Collection
"Briley of Crooked Creek"
An Angel Called Gallagher
When I look at things written out, I have to admit it's not bad. I have so many stories floating around in my imagination, waiting for their turn. My problem is that I often want to give them all my attention at once, and it's not easy to focus on only one project.
This is why where I live has always been so important to me.
Even before I began writing, I needed time alone in the world without any distractions or complications. The other morning while I was out walking (picture above), I was struck with a keen sense of calm. It balanced me, rejuvenated me, and I was able to go back home and get to work.
I find that I'm in need of more balance in my life. Less time with my computer and more time outdoors, on my feet, not staring an electronic gadget. I don't know yet what this will do for my writing, but I do know that I'll be a happier writer for it.
I am so very grateful for all of my readers—those who have been with me from the beginning and those who have joined us along the way.
Here's to the closing of one chapter and the beginning of a new one.