2018? I guess I kinda feel THIS way: Completely Wonka’d!
“I, the undersigned, shall forfeit all rights, privileges, and licenses herein and herein contained, et cetera, et cetera… Fax mentis incendium gloria cultum, et cetera, et cetera… Memo bis punitor delicatum!”
[slams the contract copy and the magnifying glass down, continues shouting]
“It’s all there, black and white, clear as crystal!…You lose! Good day, sir!”
I look back and see the only post I put here was back in FEBRUARY?!
On the other hand…I closed the year with almost 80,000 newly crafted words put down in Queen, Book Three of The Hunted Mage Trilogy.
But…combined with a horrific work schedule during what should have been a quiet end of the hotel season, I severely neglected my family to accomplish it.
The best writing year of my life is crammed into the worst work year I have ever had and I am left feeling flat and run down.
Why post it publicly? Because it is truth, and I don’t care to pull my punches.
Everything comes at a price. You pay it and sometimes you pay FOR it. This is one of those times.
Colossians 3:23-24 (NIV) 23 Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, 24 since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.
Yeah… I did that. And it sucked.
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
–Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing
Yeah, Ray…it’s been THAT kind of year!