But, after an 'eventful' year, I thought this would be a
good moment to announce that by hook or by crook, I have reached my deadline and
penned the final word of a very sloppy, for my eyes only, first draft of my
second novel. In January that was looking as likely as crispy, frosty days lasting
until Christmas. In February I had a few words behind me but when I went running
in March and decided I wasn't writing the story I wanted to write, I hot-footed
it home, shoved the draft in the back of the drawer and reset my word counter
to nought. News of secondary cancer stole my mojo for a few weeks in the spring
and in the summer, I was spending a little too much time travelling around the country
talking books (and loving it) – not to mention going on holiday – and not quite
enough time in my study. Thankfully, in August, the wonderful guests at a talk at
the Feva Festival in Knaresborough, made me realise things had to change, and that's when I
discovered Prolifiko. It helped me re-discover my Writing Habit and now I write every day because I'm too scared to lose it again. Thank you
Fear, you have been, and continue to be, incredibly helpful.
I also end the year with my health in a very stable position,
beaten back by the brilliance of modern medicine. And that was the stuff of
dreams back in March when I received that phone call from the doctor. As Christmas presents go, and please don't misunderstand me, I
appreciate them all, this one is the best.
I am so very, very grateful as I know only too well, that this
is not the same for everyone. I send my love and best wishes to those who have
lost loved ones, and for whom Christmas will be particularly
difficult.
Thanks so much for visiting my blog posts in 2017 and for
all the heart-warming and amusing messages you write in response here and over
on Facebook and Twitter. They always make me smile 😊 I wish you all a wonderful Christmas and a
2018 full of love, happiness and loads of extra time for reading.