Should the morning after Christmas find you nursing a headache from too much rum-laced eggnog, mulled wine, or other festive drink, I’ll speak quietly… 😉 V
The week between Christmas and New Year’s Day seems to be a perfect week for reflection on the past year. There’s always something about the day after Christmas for me, a little nervous energy, a little angst, a little letdown because the party is over but still excited because the new year is right around the corner. I wish there were a good word for the way I feel the day after Christmas, but so far in my endeavors with the English language (and a few others) I haven’t found it.
This time last year found me buried deep in the first draft of United, the second book in my Ushers series. Book one had just gone out on submission: I was an unpublished author sending out my very first queries, filled with excitement and nerves together. A year later, everything and nothing has changed. I’ve got six publication credits under my belt, including United, which released last week, but I still am filled with nervous energy every time I send a book out on submission, and I am still buried deep in a book which I hope to see published next year.
I am counting my blessings this year, every one–the continued health and happiness of my family, the rewarding adventure that is writing fiction, and a great big giant of a dog asleep at my feet. It’s been a lovely year. To celebrate, I’m going to hold a drawing from the comments on this post–I’ll be giving away a copy of my science-fiction courtroom drama romance (with pirates! and boxing!), Fight or Flight, to one lucky commenter.
To be entered in the drawing, leave a comment telling me something that’s exciting to you about the year to come, or something that changed your life for the better this year! I’ll leave the drawing open until 7am EST on Friday, December 28th, and draw the winner sometime that morning. Good luck!
oh… I almost forgot. I promised my fellow LL&L gals a photo of Hank in my next post. So here you have it: the big beast who sleeps on my feet while I write…with my son in the photo for scale. 🙂