I started this year alone in my tiny, third floor apartment with some semblance of a writing plan. I end it here, in my new, larger apartment, a solid plan for 2016, and a love waiting for me to finish my work.
I traveled to Chattanooga, Pawley’s Island, and Dragon Con. I wrote some things I was proud of. I learned how a simple email can take you to places you never thought you’d be. I found the love of my life.
On the flip side, I got bronchitis again. I cracked a rib. I suffered through some pretty nasty migraines. I ran out of money, time, and patience, on more than one occasion. My apartment flooded within days of moving in.
So here I sit, wasabi dried on my fingers from a fast sushi lunch, Walden napping beside me and the cats prowling around the apartment, sending out those last few emails of 2015. It wasn’t a banner year, and things didn’t happen the way I planned. But, let’s be real, when does life ever work out the way you want it to?
Here’s to bigger and better things in 2016. Happy New Year, friends. Your future is whatever you make it…so make it a good one.