It Didn’t Come Full Circle

Ten years ago, I wrote my first novel. A young adult novel that will never see the light of day. I did learn a lot about writing and revision so I’ll always be grateful for that. In honor of it being ten years, I was supposed to work on my short story collection during National Novel Writing Month. I started rewriting an old story of mine, but didn’t finish. My son got sick, I got sick. Work got busy. Then Thanksgiving travel. It also doesn’t help that the world is on fire. And now it’s December. So my novel writing didn’t come full circle. And I’m a little upset about that. But deep down, I know it’s okay. 

I still want to write a book and get it out, but I’ve been feeling so disconnected from writing lately. And I know I tend to skip ahead so I’ve already been thinking about the editing and publishing aspects of the book when, once again, the book isn’t even written. I have a few stories. Many need to be edited and then arranged into an actual draft.

I keep wanting to say a lot of life things happened for me this year, but I see other people doing life things and getting their projects out. So why couldn’t I get my projects out? Why is it so hard for me to just sit down and write? So I’ll be looking into the whys for next year so I can achieve my creative goals. I’d really like to actually get a draft done next year. I usually just say by the end of the year since a year is a long time, but honestly, since having a kid, it doesn’t seem as long. 

When I figure out more details, I’ll share. This blog isn’t dead yet. I’ll try to post more often next year as well. I usually say, “I need to find a balance with everything,” but actually I think I just need to figure out what works best for me and my family since it’s no longer just me. 

Here’s to more writing and reading in the new year. Let me know some of your writing goals and any writing accomplishments you had this year. Until next time, happy writing!