Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Looking to You, 2015

I actually started writing this yesterday, then scrapped the entire post because it wasn't saying what I wanted it to say. But then I woke up to a certain email, and to my critique partners being the marvelous, beautiful souls that they are, and so I turned on my trusty laptop and sat down to write.

I've seen numerous posts about New Years resolutions, and they've all gotten me thinking. I don't want to write a resolutions post (but believe me, I'm certainly making resolutions! They just feel a little too personal to share on the World Wide Web).

So instead, I'm just going to say I'm looking to you, 2015. I have high hopes for this new year. I'll be back in college, but actually pursuing my degree, rather than simply getting all of my general education out of the way (and that is SUCH a relief. It sucks to have to take some of the same classes I took in high school. My high school was a college prep school, so the bar was always higher). I'll be moving out in the fall to one of two colleges I am thrilled to pieces (and also woefully not ready) to have to choose between. I will, God willing, get an agent for my epic fantasies, and I will, God willing, get a book deal.

But that's all I have to say about that.

2014 was a strange, hopeful, yet ultimately disappointing year. It started with a bang: I was in PitchWars, and PitchMadness, and Cupid's Lit Connection Blind Speed Dating contest...I was getting requests, I was getting rejections. They often say not to talk about requests and rejections, so obviously I won't  be listing every single thing that happened (and most of which I'll save for my Agent Success Story post, whenever that may come), but I'm going to be a little honest here: I've queried my book a lot. I've gotten lots of requests, and just as many rejections. And so, on this final day of 2014, I lay my pirates to rest. They've been good to me--they got me all of my critique partners, they've gotten me some of my writing friends--but I am glad to close that door.

I'm entering 2015 with a new novel, this one about war and remembrance and overcoming darkness and friendship and sweeping love and heartbreak and betrayal and honestly I could keep going on and on about all the things it IS but I won't because this post is already long enough.

2014 was a learning year for me. I know I didn't set out for it to be a learning year, but now that I'm looking back on it, I know that's what it was. And I am so glad for it, despite everything.

I hope that 2015 will be a growing year, a successful year, in every sense of those words. I am so thankful for everything I've been through. I am so thankful for my critique partners and writing friends who have been there every single step of the way and kept me sane when I couldn't do that for myself. They are the best friends I could ever ask for, and I am going to hold onto them with everything I've got because they mean so much to me.

So, here's looking to you, 2015. May you bring growth and success and be as fulfilling as I hope you will be. And because it wouldn't be a true post without some music (and even though it's not Monday), here's a gorgeous piece of music I've had on repeat for a while. It's called Before Time by Thomas Bergersen.

Over and out,


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