I feel like I'm going to have a great year. I always have things to write, but sometimes what to focus on is an issue because I have so many things partially done. It makes me feel a little lost and I jump around from one project to the next each month.
This week my CP gave me her thoughts on the ending of my previous WIP. I have some revisions to do - I need to introduce a couple of characters and a subplot sooner (the fact is I hadn't thought of it until the end of the first draft, so that's where I put them). I've never been more excited to start revisions. It's close. Pretty close. Maybe not as close as I think, but close enough.
It feels awesome to have two achievable goals for the next five or six months and a clear sense of purpose (besides doing the laundry and wiping a small nose and butt): to finish my current WIP and complete the (hopefully) final edits on my last WIP.
I feel like I'm at the starting gate for a very long marathon, one that I know I'll finish without too much trouble.
I know a lot of you are running the same sort of race. It's exciting to see so many of you get published, especially two of you that live close to me. I feel very hopeful to be joining you at the finish line (as if there really is an end to all of this work).