So, 2016 is on its way out and I think most people will be glad to see the end of it. Not that next year is looking like it'll have a promising start, but hey. Let's get at least 24 hours into 2017 before we write it off.
Professionally, it's been a year of ups and downs for me. More rejections than I would like to count, but also acceptances of what I think might be some of the best short fiction I've written; Hometown coming back to life and being published in the summer and the news my next novel, Ascent, will be published in June. Not to forget the North American release of Hometown a month from tomorrow.
I read some great books, watched some good films and even found stuff to watch on the tellybox that wasn't a fucking karaoke contest. I headed into the last year of my thirties, and I wrote quite a bit - much as I'll be doing next year. Related to that, 2017's writing involves finishing the first draft of my current book, leaving it for a few weeks while I edit at least one older book (and probably another); work on the pre-publication stuff for Ascent, go back to the current book to whip it into shape and write a short story or two that I have yet to think about. The stories are out there, though. In the dark. And what the hell? I may even land an agent in 2017. Stranger things have happened.
Stay safe. Be nice. Read some good books.