Monday 31st December 2018
Looking back at 2018 and forward to 2019.
2018 was a tough year for me as a writer of fiction, which nevertheless ended on a high:
I found in January that my writing was crap (with *all* the beginner’s mistakes).
I felt depressed for the next three months; I gave up the dream of trying to be a writer.
I discovered that I had friends who kept prodding me for progress in my writing, willing to take on the role of ...