Oh hey! Long time no post. My self-imposed blogging hiatus is over for now. I’ve managed to get caught up with Day Job stuff, I’ve cleared my mind of a few things, and I’ve relieved a lot of stress that had been building up. Glad to be back in the fold again!
I’ve been thinking a lot about what’s coming up for 2019. I have two books on the schedule: In My Blue World should be dropping (hopefully) by February or so, and the Apartment Complex (still no title yet??) by the summer. After that…? Good question. I actually have no novel plans on the back burner. Even Mendaihu Universe Book 4 has been put aside for the moment (primarily because I don’t have much of a focus on it at all). I’ve had a good run since 2015 when I dropped A Division of Souls on y’all. Two further books in the Bridgetown Trilogy, and three more in quick succession over the last few years. Six books completed and readied for release in four years. That’s not bad at all.
But what about 2019? I have no novels, no projects on the boards. No ideas that are currently grabbing my attention. It’s the weirdest feeling, actually. It’s definitely not the same as the dry years of 2006-2009, frustrated the need to write and held back by lack of words and ideas. No, this time it’s different. It definitely feels like a well-earned vacation.
Which means that 2019 will be focusing on the personal. Things that I’ve delayed for far too long. Sure, I’ll still write. I’ll still blog. But I think I’m going to take a break from keeping it set at 10 all the time. My old habits and processes work just fine for me, but a lot of them I just don’t need anymore.
Read new books. Learn new creative abilities. Get rid of old habits. See the world in different ways. Become a part of something new. Look forward. Change.
No idea how it will all turn out, but I think it’s about damn time.