Here we are. January 1, 2019. Just typing the words seems absurd. Even though I’ve been calendaring things for 2019 for a couple months now. While a lot of folks start off a new year with goals, I’ve never been that person. For one, I am terrible at keeping resolutions. And two, they always seem self-defeating to me. I’m sure other people with better will power do great with them. But me? Nope. That’s just not who I am.

Probably because I’m just an achingly practical kind of girl. If I’m going to resolve to do something, I’m going to do it. Regardless of the box on a calendar.

Overall, 2018 was a decent year for me writing-wise. I finished two manuscripts which sit in varying stages of doneness. Edited a third. I signed with my agent (!!). The whole thing seems surreal. Even after a few months. Like from someone else’s life–a goal I never expected to happen to me. But it did. And I find myself strangely optimistic for 2019 personally and in my writing.

But even as things have gone well for me, some of my friends and family have been struggling. So for 2019, I wish all of you a fulfilling year, in whatever way that manifests. Successes in what you strive for, and keep on fighting the good fight. Keep on going. Because in the end, it’s all we have.


Ducks in the Park. Because…why not?

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