The depth and breadth of the books swept me away every time, and writing them? Was a dream come true. That was the first hit. The second hit happened when a magazine (digital) that I've written for for several years shuttered its doors. Now, the freelance gig wasn't the writing of my dreams but it paid a lot of bills. Between the two, I felt like this writing dream of mine was winking out. Taking a nap. Maybe a nap that I'd never wake from. It was...hard is the best word I can come up with. I had to reimagine what I wanted to do, non-fiction wise. I had to think about the books I really wanted to write for fiction. And I needed money to be coming in to pay those bills!
Freelance writing is a very shallow pool anymore. Although websites need content more than ever, there are so many people willing to write for less than a penny per word that finding those jobs that actually pay well is hard. And then there are the places that say they'll pay and then don't. It's a scary place. So my solution to the immediate money issue was the take a job outside the home. It's a part-time thing that replaces the monthly income that came from my freelance writing, and yet that still leaves me time to A) write and B) work on some freelance work and C) still do some graphics/formatting work that I've been doing for clients.
Once I was on more financially stable ground, it was time to start thinking about the writing. I love writing romance, but one things I particularly loved about writing for Superromance was the added depth of the stories - there was room for subplots, more personal growth arcs, more family/friend arcs. I adored that kind of writing and I wanted to do more of it. It was time to start making plans.
Those plans blossomed during a writing retreat I took with some friends in the fall, and since then, I've been making plans. Plans for querying, plans for writing, plans for more "big books", plans for romance books, and plans for women's fiction books because I feel like that is the next step I want to take. It's scary taking on new challenges...and that brings me to my word for 2019: it's Rise.
Rise because I got knocked down pretty hard in late 2017/2018. Rise because I'm not done writing. I have more stories to tell, but I need to find the venue in which to tell them. Rise because there is still more to be done.
Do you have a word for 2019?