So the new year always brings with it a promise to be better and do more. But not this year. This year, I have one thing – I’ll call it a promise to myself. I promise to get over myself. I promise to stop being afraid and constantly worrying about what people think about the things I do. The biggest hindrance to my writing career has been that I really didn’t think anyone would care about what I had to say or would even want to read my stories. So I kept them to myself. No more! This is what I want most (well, second most) and I’m going after it. So even if no one wants to read what I write and no one buys my book, I’m still proud of having written it, I’m still going to keep writing and I’m going to stop giving a shit. Here I go!