2017 was not a good year for me writing-wise.

There, I said it. I had a bad writing year.

Due to a bunch of factors (lots of changes and a mild depression being the two main culprits), I lost my will to write. It was painful because writing was something I always enjoyed, even though I’ve never found it easy. I loved to write and I loved the community I found when I wrote.

But this year, I just withdrew.

I could write a lengthy, inspiration post on what I plan to do in 2018 but that would be a lie. I’m not setting any writing or publishing goals like “publish X number of books” or “sell y copies” because I’m afraid of being stuck again if I did. Instead, I would like to spend 2018 focusing on one thing at a time. Finishing one book at a time. Writing one blog post at a time. Sending one email at a time.

In 2018, I’m planning to take it one step at a time. And when I’m better, I’ll reconsider the “no goals” thing again.