The End of An Era?

I’m not like most people that look forward to a new year.

I seem to always be focused on the negative. The END of the year.

What other things are coming to an end?

When I first started seriously writing, it was a way to cope with losing my grandmother. A few weeks ago, during an argument, my husband brought up the fact that he thought I just wanted to complete one book and move on with my life. That was 5 years ago? Six? I don’t even remember.

Sometimes I feel like it is a waste of time. Is this really going anywhere? Am I even good enough to succeed?

I have one book almost ready to publish. Just a few edits, and of course the dreaded book description, and it is ready to go. I have started another one that will complete the current trilogy.

After that? I don’t know.

Maybe I will be done. Maybe I will give up. I don’t know what the new year will bring.