
Hippocrates and I have some very strong feelings about 2017. It was…a year. Heh. I moved three times (once out of state); Husband started a new job; I didn’t have any new books come out (still twitchy about that); and even without the added craziness of a book release, 2017 has been one of the hardest years I’ve had in a long time. I’m still, and will be for awhile I suspect, trying to refill my well (creatively, personally, spiritually, mentally…) and trying to figure out exactly how to do that, honestly. My 2018 resolutions/goals include a lot of giving myself space and time. To indulge in things purely because I want to do them. To be patient and kind and steady — with myself. Not easy for someone who finds it impossible to do anything that doesn’t have a clear purpose (Type A Virgos FTW), but damn it, I think we’ve all decided 2018 will be good, yeah? It will be good. By the collective power of all our intentions, 2018 will be GOOD. And hey, we all have pirates to look forward to this August, so there’s that.
Published on December 31, 2017 16:29