If we were having coffee, I’d welcome you to my house. I’d introduce my wife and children. The older is six, the younger is two. The tree is still up. Still waiting for the right day. If the kids get a little rowdy, I apologize. The older one is especially excited about the snow. Second, I applaud you for coming despite the “apocalyptic” winter storm last night; nothing more than a dusting. But I’m more concerned about the ice. And you may or may not be able to leave because my house sits on a street in between two hills. Still, I commend your bravery.
If we were having coffee, I’d offer to make coffee using K-cups. There are a few scraggly options; most K-cups I have are either decaf and half-decaf. That is all my wife can have. Doctors ordered her to reduce her intake. And I’m trying to do the same thing. (My weakness is energy drinks.) There’s also unsweetened tea, milk, and water in the fridge. I wish I had apple cider because it’s my favorite beverage during this time of year.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you about the last days of 2016. It was a hard few days because I questioned writing and everything else in my life. I’d take out all the composition books marked as journals and draft books over the years. I thought about trashing them, but then I had a change of heart. I show you what I wrote throughout the years. Most of my books are halfway filled. The reason being that I would “lose” my notebooks and buy new ones, only to find them days later.
Writing-wise, last year was pretty good. I wrote some new stories, finished ones I started months ago. But then, I hark on my failures, like writing the first draft of my novel. The main reason why this goal was a bust was because I thought I could do it because everyone else was. From that, I share the biggest lesson I learned last year: don’t do something because everyone else is doing it. Interesting the lessons you learned as a child come back to you as an adult.
If we were having coffee, I would preface what I’m about to say next with, “I went back on my own word.” I wrote on my last blog entry that I would not share this year’s goals on social media. And that’s what I did Thursday. Well, one goal, so I’ll share it with you. I want to write in a genre different from my own. It’s leaning toward science fiction, but I’m allowing myself to be open with whatever else interests me. Last year, I went back and forth with the idea. This year, I’m taking the plunge. Some writing friends on Twitter sent me links to science fiction groups and magazine websites. I’m researching some more once we’re done.
Lastly, I’d tell you about the new groups I joined. First is the 365 Writing Club on Facebook. The concept is that participants write each day to meet their personal word count. I set my count at 200 words. This first week, I exceeded my goal except Tuesday because I didn’t write that day. I’m working on carving time to write every day. We’ll see how next week goes. Second is the Insecure Writers Support Group. A friend on Twitter suggested I try my hand at it. I signed up on a whim, not having an understanding on what I was supposed to do. (Can you say insanity?) But I wrote my first post for the group and was received very well. I’m excited to see where this goes. And third is the Weekend Coffee Share group. I emailed the creator, asking if I could participate because most posts are from female bloggers. I was given her blessing, so expect more of these posts.
Well, that is all. I know it was a lot, but I am excited to what this year has to offer. Until next week, take care, God bless, and be safe on the road. Oh, and Happy New Year.