Whatever happened with our personal quests or trials in 2014, that year is almost over. I'm not reflecting on anything more than kicking my butt in 2015. I'm not making any resolutions because they end up being "bothersome". But I do have a plan, and I intend to seek out the end goal in whatever way I have to, which will mean kicking my butt to remind myself that I said, "I'm going to kick my butt to make this happen!". If I have one request of 2015, it's to find some place beautiful on the way through. If I have thanks to give for 2014 - those belong to the many people who have cheered me along including editors, publishers, writer friends, bloggers and readers, and to my husband and our daughter.
For last year's words belong to last year's language