New beginnings are welcome, especially this year. However, it's tempered by the lingering traces of the previous year. My prayer and hope for improvements in human characteristics continue. I've been both happy and saddened by the things I witnessed. What I find interesting is how much of the turmoil blossomed in my writing, my therapeutic outlet.
Despite the cloud that hung over 2020, I released three novels that had been languishing in my queue for years. Now, I can focus on other stories itching to make their debut.
I wish you a Happy New Year. Let's see how we can make this year better than the last.
