Detours? I’ve lost count.
Despite, or maybe because of them, my twenty-year writing apprenticeship has birthed a book! The New Year and new paths beckon.
Following several detours with my publisher—overseen by the Author of all-things-good for my growth—UPS delivers my presentation copy. It’s beautiful.
I open it on the winter solstice, the shortest day and longest night of the year. Which seems fitting. Fruition is fleeting. (I hold a souvenir of the path I have walked.)
The extra long night ahead invites thanksgiving and deep rest—before book launch efforts commence (more on this in another post).
So, in view of uncharted paths ahead, am I making resolutions?