Most of you may not know this, but back in 2013 I started a little blog. It was a little blog about my struggles becoming a writer and my desire to follow my dreams. I liked writing it. A few people read it. And then, I walked away from it.
I walked away for many reasons, the majority of which are the same reasons why I stopped writing for a few years there. My life imploded. My publisher went out of business and I didn’t know what I was going to do with an unfinished series. Getting the rights back wasn’t hard, but no other traditional publisher was going to pick up an unfinished series by a relatively unknown author.
I didn’t feel like writing. My husband loves snarky comments, and it wasn’t until the 1000th time he asked me how my books were coming along that I decided I needed to do something about my little writing funk. So, I bucked up. Then, with new covers in tow, I self-published.
Fast forward to today. I’m working on new projects (2 of them, by the way), and struggling again with writer’s block because I’m torn over which direction I want to go in. This got me thinking about how I used to handle my writer’s block when I first started this journey. That lead to my thinking about this little blog I had. And so, I whipped out Google and sure enough, there it was.
I imported it.
If you keep scrolling down, you’ll see new posts. Well, new old posts. The start of the Netherworld, all the way back to 2013. That was a long ass time ago, but I still have the same goal. And guess what? Book 7 of the Netherworld is the only one not out right now, and it won’t be long before I’m done, almost SEVEN YEARS later.
None of my upcoming series will take seven years to complete, so that’s a plus. Looking back on where I was then versus where I am now is pretty dang cool. And you know what else? I’m not going anywhere any time soon. I’m sticking to this journey because after all, it’s about the journey, not the destination.