2020
It might seem a little early for a year-end wrapup post, but to be perfectly honest with you, I need a break.
2020 has been... well, I don't need to say, do I? We live it every day. Everyone has their own particular version of just why this year has been awful, so I won't burden you with my own. But suffice to say, it's been... hard.
It's also been by far my most successful as an author! Midnight Magic has exceeded all of my expectations and is easily my most widely-read book, so thank you to all of you who have read it, and an extra thanks to those who took the time to leave a review. I cannot tell you how much it means to me. I also launched my first box set, my first Ashes short story and the fourth book in the series. All in the second half of the year! Between June to November I published two novels and a short story, the most productive I have ever been. It was immensely gratifying to get that much work done in so short a time, and to know I can do it. Midnight and Colours are wildly different, and being able to shift gears between them so quickly was a challenge, but one I was able to rise to. I've learned a lot, grown a lot, and am proud of what I've accomplished in so short a time.
But it came at a cost. I have my next book outlined, the characters alive in my head, but when I sat down to get started on writing it, I just... couldn't. The emotions necessary wouldn't come. Maybe it's the events of the year, or being so intensely focused in so short a time span, but I'm emotionally exhausted. Creatively, I have tons of ideas that I'm writing down all the time, but right now I just can't sit down and be someone else all day every day. Romances are inherently emotional, and they have to be honest emotions to work, and I just can't get there at the moment.
So what does that mean? One, this is the last post for this year. I need to be away from social media and all the external ephemera of publishing. Two, I'm going to catch up on a bunch of books I didn't read because I was writing so much. Three, just... charge my batteries. I worked my butt off the last few months and I need to recoup. Part of being your own boss is telling yourself to rest as well as work.
I have big goals for next year (some of which were immediately derailed this year), and I want to hit the ground running as soon as the calendar flips over to 2021. I always feel sketchy saying "I'm gonna do this" instead of just doing it, so... I won't. But just know that I have a lot in mind, and I will need all the energy I can get!
So this is good-bye for now, but I will be back. More books, more stories, more amazing women that I hope you will love as much as the ones you've already experienced.
Thank you for reading my books and your support; doing this in a vacuum would be nigh-impossible. Knowing that there are complete strangers out there that not only have read my work but enjoy it and are looking forward to the next one is both surreal and immensely gratifying.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
See you in 2021.
2020 has been... well, I don't need to say, do I? We live it every day. Everyone has their own particular version of just why this year has been awful, so I won't burden you with my own. But suffice to say, it's been... hard.
It's also been by far my most successful as an author! Midnight Magic has exceeded all of my expectations and is easily my most widely-read book, so thank you to all of you who have read it, and an extra thanks to those who took the time to leave a review. I cannot tell you how much it means to me. I also launched my first box set, my first Ashes short story and the fourth book in the series. All in the second half of the year! Between June to November I published two novels and a short story, the most productive I have ever been. It was immensely gratifying to get that much work done in so short a time, and to know I can do it. Midnight and Colours are wildly different, and being able to shift gears between them so quickly was a challenge, but one I was able to rise to. I've learned a lot, grown a lot, and am proud of what I've accomplished in so short a time.
But it came at a cost. I have my next book outlined, the characters alive in my head, but when I sat down to get started on writing it, I just... couldn't. The emotions necessary wouldn't come. Maybe it's the events of the year, or being so intensely focused in so short a time span, but I'm emotionally exhausted. Creatively, I have tons of ideas that I'm writing down all the time, but right now I just can't sit down and be someone else all day every day. Romances are inherently emotional, and they have to be honest emotions to work, and I just can't get there at the moment.
So what does that mean? One, this is the last post for this year. I need to be away from social media and all the external ephemera of publishing. Two, I'm going to catch up on a bunch of books I didn't read because I was writing so much. Three, just... charge my batteries. I worked my butt off the last few months and I need to recoup. Part of being your own boss is telling yourself to rest as well as work.
I have big goals for next year (some of which were immediately derailed this year), and I want to hit the ground running as soon as the calendar flips over to 2021. I always feel sketchy saying "I'm gonna do this" instead of just doing it, so... I won't. But just know that I have a lot in mind, and I will need all the energy I can get!
So this is good-bye for now, but I will be back. More books, more stories, more amazing women that I hope you will love as much as the ones you've already experienced.
Thank you for reading my books and your support; doing this in a vacuum would be nigh-impossible. Knowing that there are complete strangers out there that not only have read my work but enjoy it and are looking forward to the next one is both surreal and immensely gratifying.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
See you in 2021.
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