I’ve started an end of the year post five times. Each time I’ve been interrupted or had to go to work. Let’s see if I can finish it this time.
I think of 2013 as the year of living dangerously and taking chances. It was a year of living on the edge in so many ways, and hanging on by my fingernails until Delia’s Shadow hit the book stores. This was the goal I’d been working toward more than ten years. I was admittedly nervous about the book coming out. Maybe even terrified.
Okay, definitely terrified. Utter terror mixed with intense joy will give you one hell of an adrenaline rush. That’s what having your first novel come out is like.
Delia was the only thing I published last year. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t writing all the time. I was writing every spare waking moment, but I was working on the third book in the series, Against A Brightening Sky,or copyedits for A Barricade In Hell, or trying to make people aware of Delia’s Shadow without jumping up and down yelling “Buy my book!”
The dayjob made, and continues to make, writing more difficult. I got promoted in 2013, which increased my stress levels a thousand times–but my income didn’t rise much at all. One of the goals for 2014 is to find a way to be less dependent on that job for survival. It’s a lofty goal, one I really hope to reach.
I went to WorldCon last year and got to see my friends, some of whom I haven’t seen in a really long time. That was a highlight of the entire year.
I traveled to Houston for my very first book signing at Murder By The Book, and to Denver for a bookseller’s conference. Those were both major highs.
I have a book out! I’ve walked into the bookstore near work at least ten times, just to look at it sitting on the shelf. That’s not going to get old anytime soon…or ever.
2014 will be the year of A Barricade In Hell. I’m excited about that.
I have goals for this year too. I want to write two books in 2014, which is actually doable. I want to travel, see my friends again and meet new people, and have intelligent conversations with people who share my interests. Those are all achievable goals as well. I just have to work at them.
It seems like there should be more to summing up an entire year, but all the other events or things I can think of are pretty dreary. Every year has its share of highlights and low-lights, its good and bad memories. Its wins and losses.
But any year you laugh more than you cry has got to count as a win. Right?