2017 was a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner. (Quick! Name that book.) It was a difficult year for me personally, but a truly awful one nationally and globally. I started here, you might remember, looking at the moon and bracing for the worst. Things never improved.
But despite that, here are some things I did in roughly chronological order:
- I revised “Free” and in May, Open Ink Press released it in Sight Unseen.
- Genevieve and I revised, released, and then pulled Star Crossed.
- I joked about a 25th Amendment romance on Twitter, then with the support of a group of lovely writing friends, I wrote and revised “Kissing and Other Forms of Sedition,” which appeared in Rogue Desire in June.
- I promptly wrote “The Fourth Estate,” which appeared in Rogue Affair in November.
- Somewhere in there, Genevieve and I wrote, revised, and released A Midnight Feast in October.
- Genevieve and I also finished drafting Free Fall.
- I also started and abandoned several novellas, I worked on a contemporary series for my agent, and I read and made notes for several other projects.
- While my pile of books authored grew, my total words written is fairly low. I only wrote about 100K.
- I read 63 new to me books (and I hope to finish a few more before New Year’s Eve!), and I kept up playing the piano. Let us speak not of my jogging.
Next year will bring the release of Free Fall and another Fly Me to the Moon novella along with, possibly, the rerelease of Star Crossed. I’m taking a break from the Rogue series, but I might contribute to a future volume. I’d also really like to finish writing a new contemporary romance and/or a women’s fiction title.
Most of all, I want to stop feeling like I’m in mourning in 2018. I want to work more consistently and more happily. I want to feel like myself again.
I wish you and yours productive reflection on the year that was and, more importantly, joy and laughter in the year to come.