Happy New Year! to all of you reading my blog entry. Worry not that I will speak of resolutions to set for 2017. Skip the guilt about missed opportunities in 2016. Let’s have a little fun laying blame on circumstances beyond our control in 2016 and expect the same with 2017.
This picture is me, my brain exploding at the surprises that hit me in 2016. Here's my Blame Fest:
Foremost: the upending results of the presidential election. I hadn’t planned on a political focus in 2017, yet already on my calendar is a women’s march Jan. 21. New, as yet, mostly unnamed, activist tasks will turn up on my To Do list and I must put my time and energy into them.
I’d planned on releasing two books a year, which I successfully accomplished in 2015. Even though I worked as hard as I could to unveil both Cezanne’s Ghost and Bad Lies by December 31st, you won’t see them until 2017. What the hell happened? I partly blame the stunning National Parks. The two-month journey my husband and I took to explore our country’s treasures robbed me of some writing time, and even when I carved out hours to write, distractions abounded in the tiny hotel rooms: where to set up the computer, how to keep the light and noise from bugging my late-sleeping husband; working while my husband watched TV. You get the drift. So many details I couldn’t juggle well.
Way out-of-control event: My website software wasn’t being supported/updated (dang those iWeb Mac people), so I had to start from scratch with a new website builder and host. I was astonished how much time and effort that project took!
My editor’s available time sometimes didn’t jibe with mine; my beta readers wanted hard copy and the printer I’d taken along on the trip died, so I had to learn how to make copies at Staples. Worse, my beta reader responses got lost in the mail. What's up with the post office system?
Makes me chuckle about resolutions and goals. So many circumstances beyond our control throw us curves…we give wry grins, straighten our spines and shoulder on!
So tell me, what blameworthy circumstances upended your 2016 and altered your writing plans? Does 2017 look as challenging to you as it does to me? Whew, thank goodness we’re in this together. Happy 2017!
BAD LIES, coming soon (she said hopefully):
Italy’s haunted caves spell danger for an American golfer and a NATO geologist
Sophie Maxwell is a late-blooming, unorthodox golfer, and mother of a precocious thirteen year-old. Determined to put divorce, bankruptcy, and a penchant for gambling in her past, Sophie goes to Italy for a qualifying golf tournament.
Jack Walker turned his back on a pro golfing career to become a geologist. As a favor to his ailing father he’ll caddy for Sophie; off hours, he’ll find caves on the Mediterranean coast, suitable for NATO listening posts for terrorist activity.
Someone is determined to stop Jack’s underground hunt and ruin Sophie’s chances to win her tournament.
On a Rome golf course and in the Amalfi coast’s haunted caves, all the odds are stacked against Sophie and Jack. In their gamble of a lifetime, who wins?
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