The year that was 2017

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.
John Steinbeck
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Hard to believe another year has gone. It seems each year flashes by like the speed of light, and before I realise what has happened, a new year has begun. We cram so much in a day, that we forget we need to live. For me that is something I need to work on. At the beginning of 2017, I was looking forward to various challenges the year would bring, plus I was teaching full-time, which I hadn’t done in ten years. Suffice to say, it was a roller-coaster of a year.

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Ch… ch… changes

I want to apologise to my wonderful and loyal readers for my absence. It wasn’t by choice, rather circumstances have intervened and as a result, I haven’t been posting as often as I’d like. I will continue the series on the Minoans, as they are fascinating and are the premise for the trilogy I am writing, but first I want to fill you as to what has been happening.

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Chasing my tail

The past few months have been hectic, hence my absence from the bloggers’ sphere. I’ve only just managed to catch up on all the wonderful posts from blogs I follow and can tell you it was a mammoth task! I’ve still to get back to finishing my next short story, though I am grateful to have a majority of it written. Just a few more scenes to write then the task of editing.

What I find rather frightening is how quickly this year has gone. I remember thinking back in January about the plans I had for the year and though I have achieved quite a few of my goals, there a many that may not even get off the runway. I am way behind querying agents; managed to get a few letters submitted yet feel the year is slipping away. A bit like the sand in the hour-glass (I remember the old soapy ‘Days of our Lives’ from when mum occasionally watched it. I can still hear the voice over!)

Still, chasing my tail is not a bad thing, it is a good reminder of what I need to do and somehow find the time to do them. And if I don’t then there’s always tomorrow.