Might as well start fresh.

To say the last couple of years have been strange is an understatement. The changes, the losses, the stress … we still don’t know how damaged we’re all going to be since the fallout continues at the time of this writing. I’ve been fortunate. I didn’t lose any loved ones to the pandemic so far. What I did was
get my car totaled in a wreck, chop off the tip of my index finger in a workplace accident, and get diagnosed with Covid seven days ago.

Can’t complain.

The thing is, when everything is shifting, you reevaluate some things, change your perspective. Does my writing really matter in the face of all that’s going on? Do I even have the drive to continue these silly little stories?

In a word, yes. To me, anyhow. But I realized some things while musing, and the main thing is this: better focus. More concentration, less wasted time. Quality writing, efficient sessions. Business-minded decisions without sacrificing creativity.

And so, I return to finish what I started seven years ago: my fantasy series. I got into writing because of fantasy, and I now feel the urge to revamp things, improve the foundation, and bring things to a roaring conclusion. I’ll expand on the changes to the current books later. What’s important right now is the clacking of the keyboard, the churning of ideas, and the excitement for what’s coming. It’s the year of the revamp, people.

Let’s do this.

When I hear somebody sigh, ‘Life is hard,’ I am always tempted to ask, ‘Compared to what?’

Sydney Harris