It’s hard to believe another year has come and gone. I don’t know about you all, but I’m a little glad to see it go. 2021 seemed like one let down after another, starting with the winter storm and ending with the phrase “Thank you for calling *** *** Customer Support.” Yep, that’s where I’ve been. I’m working customer support for a company that steals a little piece of my soul every time the phone rings. The bottom really fell out this year. I feel like I did pretty well most of the year. I held onto my optimism until the bitter end. But November really took it out of me (seriously, someone hit my Jeep in a parking lot and left the scene), and December stole what little was left. (Ironically, I’ve just been recognized for my optimism at *** ***.)
I do have some good news. The cover is finished, and the betas are reading Hudson’s story as I write this. By the time I post it, I’ll likely have their feedback. I can’t wait to hear it all. It will be so refreshing to get back to something normal. In the meantime (which is in between calls), I’m working on my next series. I’m not revealing anything until I publish Hudson’s story, though.
So, now that all the Christmas is packed up, I’m getting back into the swing of things. I’m not giving up. Things may have gotten complicated, but this too shall pass. I’m not quitting writing. I can’t leave writing. Being away from it has been so depressing. This year I didn’t make a New Year’s resolution. I’m making a commitment to myself.
Here’s to the new year. May your 2022 be filled with blessings.
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Meredith
Meredith Lamonica 