Oh man. This was
definitely… a year. Frankly, it’s like looking into a mirror and seeing a
monster standing behind you. And that monster is 2021. If I was better at
drawing, this would be a comic.
Anyway, what was I
supposed to do this year? Because I sure as hell don’t remember.
Resolutions
1. Finish the book I’m working on and get it edited.
Hey, I did this. It still needs work, but I am making progress. Not sure what will become of this one, but I’m not ready to give up on it.
2. Work on the other WIP idea I have and maybe even write it.
Totally did this. It’s actually pretty good, in my opinion, but of course there’s no way it’s nearly as good as I think it is.
3. Actually query last year’s WIP. Yes, I am terrified.
Ended up deciding not to do this. It just didn’t seem like an interesting enough story.
4. Possibly work on the sequel WIP I said I’d do last year.
Also decided not to do this, figuring that writing a sequel when the WIP itself wasn’t ready probably wasn’t the best idea. I decided to write something completely different instead, because of course I did.
5. Not die from the illness that’s killing hundreds of thousands of
people in my country because people are dumbasses who refuse to wear masks or
accept that it’s a dangerous disease.
Hey, I didn’t die! Or even get sick! Avoiding people at all costs is finally paying off.
6. Try to engage more with social media. I know, that seems crazy. Who
would want to? I certainly have no idea how to do it.
Ha ha no. Not even a little. Social media is way too depressing, you know, with all the awful.
7. Not let 2021 be anything like 2020. Shudder.
Definitely failed on this one. But can you blame me?
Meh. 2021 was certainly
an ordeal. Not really looking forward to 2020, 2 next year. Some things just
don’t need sequels.
How was your 2021? What
did you get done?
1. Finish the book I’m working on and get it edited.
Hey, I did this. It still needs work, but I am making progress. Not sure what will become of this one, but I’m not ready to give up on it.
Totally did this. It’s actually pretty good, in my opinion, but of course there’s no way it’s nearly as good as I think it is.
Ended up deciding not to do this. It just didn’t seem like an interesting enough story.
Also decided not to do this, figuring that writing a sequel when the WIP itself wasn’t ready probably wasn’t the best idea. I decided to write something completely different instead, because of course I did.
Hey, I didn’t die! Or even get sick! Avoiding people at all costs is finally paying off.
Ha ha no. Not even a little. Social media is way too depressing, you know, with all the awful.
Definitely failed on this one. But can you blame me?