Feeling emotional about the end of this year because the last two years were so hard. So full of self-doubt. And anxieties, both personal and global. I had to fight to get my words onto the screen. Fight to make Book Two happen. And in the end, it was a quiet victory. I wasn't able to get Book Two out in 2018, and I am sorry about that. A cover is finally in the works, and I hope that 2019 will be a year of healing and progress. Of balance. Of focusing on what feels right. And what feels worth the struggle. I may not have published a new book in 2018, but I did finish one. And after that fight ended, I found my way back to writing for the love of it. I hope I can hold onto that through all of 2019, and by this time next year, be well on the way to telling you another story.