Sometimes, everything just comes together. Throughout my life, I have always been the unlucky one. I don’t mean that in a ‘pity me’ tone, but rather in a near comic one. I literally have no luck, I never even win a coin toss. My sister and I when we were young would toss a coin to decide who could choose the evening tv shows. I never one. Not once… in years.
However, that seems to have changed recently, and as a result of hard work, blood, sweat, and tears, I am got some momentum built and am not positioning myself to make a real charge.
I have always had big plans for myself, but now everything is starting to come together, and I find myself having to pinch myself at times. My novel has been published, and not only have I got dates penciled in for the second and third installments of the trilogy, but also a tentative date for my short story collection(s).
Yes, I can now not only stand up and call myself a writer, and have the work to back it up with, but I can say that for the first time I can remember, I am in a great position to make things happen.
Who can say what will happen in the year ahead, all I know is that the hard work starts now, and I will be grasping this chance with both hands and have no intention of letting go. I have a great editor, outside of my publishers, so have two professional sets of eyes viewing my work, and a wonder agent / PR manager who, like me is young but fiercely driven, and together we have plans to march our way to the top of the hill and stake our claim.