Another year over. It has been a roller coaster, with dizzying highs and frighteningly depressing lows. I think that there are a lot of things about this year that I will remember, and a heck of a lot of lessons learnt.
I am hoping that those lessons will equip me for the year ahead, as 2015 looks to be no less challenging.
I want to thank you all for sticking with me. WordPress just send me the obligatory “Your Year In Blogging” post, and whilst half of the hits on this blog are still pointing squarely at A Runner’s Afternoon, that still leaves a few tens of thousands of hits elsewhere. I will admit to the occasional bouts of fear that my writing is very one-hit-wonderish, but then again, who cares? Even if people only read A Runner’s Afternoon, they are still reading something of mine, something that I created.
I like writing and photography. I’m not very good with an actual pen (those more adventurous of you may wish to visit the KS Shimmie and search for me), but with a keyboard or a camera I feel like I am actually contributing… to something… to anything.
I love consuming art of all kinds, especially in the fiction sphere, but I always feel guilty that I am only consuming and not contributing.
KS wasn’t the first time I tried to write seriously, but certainly it was the first time that I had finally stepped across that line between consuming and actually contributing. And yet, that will never be enough. There is always that little gnawing voice in the back of my head, reminding me that I wasn’t the for the last 14 months of the project. I know that it was the right decision, and I also know that I contributed a hell of a lot to the project as well, but I do always feel a little guilty to be included in the “KS Dev” group. I guess that is just how confidence works!
I would love to stand before you and state that Arctic Gale will have at least a full first draft written by this time next year, but I know that life will seriously impede my progress. Still, there are a lot of airport lounges and hotel rooms planned for 2015, so if I can avoid the temptation of streaming Family Guy or South Park then maybe, just maybe, I will be able to finish that story for the thirteen or so of the thirteen thousand people that visited here this year. I see you guys and gals as the fuel that keeps me up at odd hours, eyes bleary, considering Kate’s next move or Oscar’s next sneak attack… but I shouldn’t get into spoilers for something that doesn’t exist yet.
I am hoping that you will allow me to entertain you for another year, and I hope that 2015 will be a great year for all of you.
So please, charge your glasses and have a sip on my behalf. You have all earned it, and my thanks.
See you in 2015!