Happy Not 2021 Anymore!

I’m not really here to talk about 2021. It sucked for a lot of people. I hope 2022 will be better.

Earlier today, I was looking through my Facebook memories and came across something I wrote on New Year’s Eve in 2017. It’s still one of my favorites.

Another favorite end-of-year piece is Burning Day which was published by Cauldron Anthology in early 2018. I love it so. You should go read it and read some of my other stories while you’re at it.

On December 29, I marked seven years since I started on my novel, The Other Side of Winter (formerly Bad River). I’ve gone through at least 10 rewrites and the story it has become only very vaguely resembles the story it started out as. I am extremely depressed that I haven’t been able to finish it yet. I pitched it to some agents a few years ago and they were very interested. Then life and kids and jobs got in the way and I just…haven’t been able to finish it. I am hoping to reclaim some of my time this year and actually get it done. Ada, Louis, Breezy, Red, Jennie, Hark, Enos, and Polly are all really wanting to meet you. I’ve got some other idea for novel-length projects floating around as well.

I currently have two short stories out on submission at four different publications. I should hopefully start hearing back from them in January.

I’m also considering starting up a Beta Reading business. We’ll see how that pans out.

For now, I will bid you good-bye. I hope 2022 treats you and your family well. Stay safe, mask up, and get vaxxed!

Here is my New Years Lucky Lemon Pig. Her name is Betty, after Betty White.