31st December, 13:21
I’m hoping you had a great Christmas full of food, drink, love and laughter, and are getting ready for an equally pleasant New Years. It feels very strange, sitting here typing away knowing that tomorrow we’ll be in a whole new year! The last year we’ll live to see ending in ‘teen’, most probably. I’m sure it’s got some great things to hold, but in this post I’m not discussing the future; I’m looking back on the past 12 months and what 2018 has brought me.
I was hoping to go back and sum up each month but, to be honest, I cannot remember a single thing that happened in January 2018 that was of any significance. Ha. Let’s sweep that one under the carpet…
Anyways. 2018 brought me highs and lows, as I’m sure it did for everyone. On the upside, I made some great progress writing-wise. After quitting my full-time job in a school in Jan (ah, so that’s what happened), I went back to supermarket work whilst I studied for my second year at uni and spent every free minute I had writing. This meant I eventually finished my manuscript in July, shiny (ish) and polished (ish), ready to be read.
So overall, the first half of the year was a haze of Bronte essays and YA fiction. Me and my other half managed an amazing all-inclusive trip to Turkey too, which I think brought back some sanity into my life.
Soon after receiving my 2:1 result for the year (woohoo!) in August, I met up with the guys from The Burning Chair publishers, who offered me a contract for What’s Beyond! And from that view, 2018 was a great year.
But of course, life doesn’t stay sweet for long. A friend of mine passed away this year, quite suddenly, at only 21 years old. A beautiful and kind soul, it was a reminder if anything that life is too precious to take for granted. She was very loved and always will be.
Chaos regained control towards the end of the year; after starting a 9-5 job, studying for my final year of uni and editing my book, my life became a whirlwind of headaches and long nights. But you know what; I’m not moaning. It’s been exciting, it’s been hectic, it’s been stressful, but I wouldn’t change a thing. And as I said, life is precious. So whatever sort of life you have, see the good in it; in your busy schedule, in your tiring day. And I hope, truly, that 2019 is a great year for you all.
Well, that’s my reflection done and dusted. 2018 was the year I lost a friend, which still doesn’t really feel real. It was also the year I felt like I truly became a writer; the year I turned 21; the year I started a new career. And for every opportunity and experience I’ve had, I am grateful.
Wishing you all a happy and healthy New Year!