I have been sadly absent from this blog and most of social media for much of 2019. I never intended to take a break. I have a folder full of drafts of posts. I found myself struggling to fit my feelings into a professional veneer.
At the beginning of 2019, I determined to write and submit to publishers. I spent a lot of the year trying to fit my creativity into very specific parameters outlined by each house. And–to be honest–by November, I was drained.
I didn’t enter NaNoWriMo. I have notebooks full of ideas and several stories plotted out. But I lost a bit of the magic of storytelling in the slush pile.
I still have a goal to write for some of the big publishing houses. I hope to continue working with the fabulous team over at The Wild Rose Press. In 2020, I want to get back to writing stories of my heart.
My word of the year for 2020 is: fearless.
I want to find my creative courage again. I have several books (and sequels) that don’t quite fit anywhere. I’m going to pursue self-publishing again. I want to reignite my passion for writing and free myself from constraints. I want to have fun in the process. I can’t wait to get started.