This is going to be a year of change for me. I can feel it. Not only am I in a completely new place due to the passing of my mother, but also a new place on other levels as well. And so, I’ve been thinking about a lot of things. My writing schedule, my writing projects, what I even want to write or if it’s time, after sixteen years (this is my 17th) to put “Mary Winter” to bed.
It’s a decision I don’t take lightly and it’s one that I will spend a lot of time thinking about. Now the good thing is I have a lot of stories planned through at least August and September. The last half of my year right now is pretty wide open. And this isn’t one of those posts that I’ve seen so many of about how “I haven’t sold 3500 (or fill in a big number) books so I’m not finishing this series.” No. Not at all. Sure, money is playing a role in things, and I do love my DataSprout and BookReport for telling me where I’m at and where I’m going.
But I’m not going to cajole you or whine at you about buying, or not buying, books or series. Frankly, I understand as much as anyone that this business is just that–a business. But that’s also not something that is professional to do. Fashion Bug didn’t say “I need to sell 3 million pairs of jeans or else I’m going out of business”. Nope. It just closed, got bought, moved on to different lines of clothes. (And I’m so happy I found relaxed jeans at Woman Within, because as one sales girl at Fashion Bug told me when I went looking for their brand, “what is this, the 90’s?” Yeah honey, that’s why you went out of business. LOL)
No, I’m going to sit with the decisions I need to make. I’m going to think about them. I’m going to ponder them carefully, and I’ll do what I need to do for me. I just sense that this year is a year of change, and I’m embracing that.