In January of this year, I went all crazy-like and wrote down my resolutions in a place where the public could make fun of them. In December this year, I’ve decided to look back on those ten resolutions and see how I measure up.
- I said I wanted to help with the launch of Expiration Date, since my first-ever short story had been published within its covers. I could have done more, but yes, I helped in my own small way. So now allow me to remind everybody: Expiration Date is a cool anthology with lots of awesome people in it, like Tobin Elliott and Ryan McFadden, and was edited by the indomitable Nancy Kilpatrick!
- Guitar lessons and practice. I can definitely say that I practised my guitar well enough that I can now play multiple songs by memory, while singing. I never said I had to be any good at it, but I do get bonus points for once doing a 25-minute set at Mariposa…Le Cafe for a fundraising event.
- Easter concert at church. I did indeed sing in French while playing the guitar. Go me. Again, I never said I had to be any good at it, but on the upside, the fundamental attribute of a good Baptist is forgiveness, and that church was full of them.
- Buying a house in October. Yes, yes I did indeed buy a house in October. I do wish I’d budgeted enough money for a plumber though. There’s like, no pressure in the upstairs shower, and the hot water runs out after five minutes.
- Big Secret Project That Shall Not Be Named. This shouldn’t actually be a new year’s resolution, because it’s more of a five year plan. We’re now heading into its second year. But I can say that, although I’m on track in terms of planning, the house and move ate more of my financial resources than expected, and so the Naming Day will have to be pushed out to about the end of 2018, not 2017. That’s okay. More time for writing.
- Night Job #1. I never did mention it in the original post, but I was alluding to a part-time night job at Mariposa…Le Cafe, in Montreal, working for Victor Labelle, my favouritest guitar teacher in the whole dang world. I had expected lots of late nights, manual labour, and fantastic music played live behind me while I washed dishes. What I hadn’t expected was how much the move back to Ontario would break my heart, knowing I would be leaving tens of very dear and very close friends behind at that cafe. Even now, I get a little grouchy on Sunday afternoons, because I miss brunch with Vic.
- Fog of Dockside City #3. Okay, this one I fell down on, but 40% on purpose. I had not expected the value of the Canadian dollar to be so fricking diminished. What would have cost me about $1000 to do right in 2014 would cost me nearly $1300 this year, thanks entirely to the exchange rate. 60% of the problem was a combination of exhaustion, poor time management, and a little bit of – okay, a LOT of Skyrim and Fallout 3.
- Muskoka Novel Marathon 2015. Yes, I went, and yes, I had a blast. I’ve got the pretty solid start of a novel that still demands attention – and so far, the preliminary reviews are good. I even raised over $1000 for the second year in a row. Go me!
- Editing and pitching Helix: Plague of Ghouls. Extra checkmark here, too. Edited, pitched, and sold. The contract came in and I signed it on my natal day, as a matter of fact. It’s being published in the summer of 2016.
- Night Job #2. General pro-writerly business, like small (but paid) editing jobs, ongoing marketing, and the attending of several cons. Checkmarks everywhere! A veritable fountain of checkmarks! I went to four cons last year, two of them in the month of November. I conducted umpteen interviews (plenty more to come in the new year), thrust books into unsuspecting hands, and I even hosted a multi-author book fair – which didn’t go nearly as well as I’d planned, but it went.
So how’d I do?
Well, I think for once I made an ambitious plan and actually followed through on it, and then some. Here I’d been thinking 2015 had been a lacklustre year. Silly me!
I have some ideas for next year, but I think I’ll save those for later.
On that note…see you in 2016. Make it a good new year, y’all.