How was your 2022?
Funny how I haven’t heard that question asked much lately. But then again, I’ve been housebound due to a foot injury for much of the last few months.
As I’ve stated many times over, I don’t really get the big deal about the end of the year and the beginning of a new one. Life goes on regardless of what number is on the calendar.
That said, I think 2022 has been both good and bad, like most years.
On the professional side, I’m rather happy with the progress I made on my poetry. I’m not as happy with the progress I made on the novel I’m working on. I’m happy with the cards and other products I’ve created on Zazzle. I’m not as happy that both this blog and my cooking blog, Vegan Cooking with TLC, ended up rather neglected this year. I’m happy I posted more reviews on Reviews with TLC this year and figured out how I want to approach reviews going forward (not the way I did in 2022). I’m happy I sold quite a few of my books this year. I’m not happy I didn’t sell more than I did. I’m happy that I was inspired to write some new fiction even if it was all short fiction.
On the personal side, I’m glad we got the concrete pad poured on the side of the house. I’m sad there were no trips to visit family or friends this year. I’m glad Todd and Kit, our cats, are both doing well in spite of their individual medical issues. I’m glad I’ve managed to stay in touch with some friends quite regularly. I’m sad that other friendships haven’t been connected in a…
