It's been a hard two and a bit years where I saw my world come to a horrifying standstill. On one hand, it feels as though Meg was diagnosed with Leukaemia only yesterday, and on the other, it feels like a lifetime ago. I guess you can say it's been a lifetime. Everything--life!--as we knew it imploded that October just over two years ago.
And now finally we are at the end. In approximately eight weeks Meg is scheduled to finish her chemotherapy, praise God! Sure, we have a whole heap of other hurdles to leap over, but it's a small price to pay for her well-being.
With the end so close, I find myself looking to the New Year with quiet anticipation and a whole lot of trepidation. Will I ever get back into the swing of writing again? It's been so long since we've been able to plan ahead I've forgotten what it feels like to make plans and be sure I'll be able to follow them through.
I'm looking at Indie publishing, but so far I've been deterred by my absolute lack of time to market and promote my work. Perhaps with the New Year I'll have a better view on that option. But then I've had quite a few ideas for films and TV series. I think I'd like to spend some time exploring that area of my arsenal. To tell you the truth, I think I'll be far better suited to screenwriting than novel writing since I much prefer the idea of quietly writing in an area where I don't have to worry about spending hours each day marketing but instead can spend my days writing. As a screenwriter no one needs to know who you are in order for people to go to see your movies.
I really like the anonymity of screenwriting. But I guess I'll see once the New Year blossoms.
I hope all of you know where you're going and that you get there without too many stumbling blocks.
In case I don't get around to dusting the place before the New Year, I pray you have a very Happy Christmas, Chanukah (Hanukkah), Happy New Year!