I know this is a time of resolutions and goal setting for many. I am not among that number. I don’t see how I can bust my butt to keep promises to others, but not to myself. So starting last month, I decided that needed to change. I have to start honoring myself and the things I wish to accomplish before I can set any goals.

Alas, one of those things that is under going changes is the way that I write.

I was stressing myself out, trying to figure out a way to write a book every 6 weeks, then publish, market it, etc. Sadly, all I was doing was failing. So I’m cutting myself some slack while finding my equilibrium point.

I want to enjoy writing again. Which is why I’ll be returning to fairy tales for inspiration on my romances, and starting 1 to 4 new series on the apocalyptic/scifi end.

But I also plan to go on a few culinary adventures with recipes from the cookbooks I received a Christmas, trying a new way to quilt, pick up doodling again, tending to my garden, reading, and basically finding joy in little things I used to do but that have fallen by the wayside in pursuit of publication.

In essence, the next 364 days will be about rediscovering me and rekindling my passion for life again.

I think it’s about time.

Until next time.