Good riddance, or change everything

I'm no Dickens, but 2010 was the year of success and the year of just plain suck. On the bright side: two short stories published, one at Untreed Reads and the other in Blood Sacraments from Bold Strokes Books; my novel getting accepted for publication. Wonderful times with Mike and friends near and far. Everything else? Partly to mostly crappy, but for the life of me, I can't put my finger on any one particular thing. It seems like it's just been a miasma of shittiness that's hung over the year like a dog fart. (The simile is vile, I know, but trust me if you have never experienced this, it's awful.)

I don't make resolutions, because I'm just bound to break them. However, next year I want to start changing everything. At some point this year I realized there are only so many days ahead, and if there are fewer ahead than there are behind, why the hell would you waste them?

Beyond that, all I can say is there are two stories I need to finish revising, a new call for submissions I just received, and a first draft of a novel that needs to be revised and a new book that needs to be finished.

In more ways than one, I feel like I'm just getting started.

Happy New Year, everyone. I am humbled by the good fortune, friendship, and support I've been so very lucky to receive.

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