2016 has been a fucking atrocious year. Too many beautiful souls have left us. Racism and bigotry is rampant and everyone has forgotten how to love their brother (or sister). It's too easy to bitch and complain, it's like the internet's faceless abuse has finally broken the damn and drowned everyone in that pink slime from Ghostbusters 2.
But don't despair. In the midst of all this crap, there are islands of kindness to the world and each other. Volunteers planted 50 million trees in one day. Passersby made a human chain into a torrent of water to save a poor dog. Portugal ran on renewable energy for four days straight.
I had to look up the good stuff, and any irritation of not already being aware of them was dismissed by the abundance of good which is going on in the world. There's a bunch of it out there, just Google it or here's a better idea, shout about the good. I'm three paragraphs in and am starting to sound like Samwise Gamgee.
What am I on about?
Well, normally around this time of year I start getting annoyed with myself. I have thirty plus projects on the go but none ready enough to show anyone and I'll be going into the new year thinking - it's just going to be the same next year.
Not this year.
In 2016 I self edited Gunboy (GB) and got a publishing deal. I also wrote draft one of Save Our Souls (SOS) and Disconnect (D). I've also visited Copenhagen, Berlin, will be heading to Germany once again to see the Christmas markets within the month and I've kept my day job.
It would have been easy for me to sit down once the publishing deal was signed, but I didn't. I started writing The Cure (TC), which I believed would be my next book but after one chapter I realised it wasn't the one that wanted writing. I could have stared down the headlights until the proverbial car kissed my face, but I picked up another idea, and now I have the first draft of D at 176,000 words.
That's one book getting published, two cover designs and two first draft manuscripts and I've a month left of the year. I've also managed to stay employed full time, finish my garden, organise my garage, go on two European holidays with my angel. See Hans Zimmer play live, and see my good friend find love. I'm under the impression, that that's a good year.
Don't wait. Don't put off until the weekend when you'll have the time. Because you won't. You never have the time to do anything. Time isn't yours, it happens with or without your input. All you can do is chose what to do with it, and if it's writing then start typing. If you don't have a word processor, pick up that pen or pencil. Just do it (Back off Nike, I'm using it). If you really are what you want to be in life, you'll make the time.