So, here's the story...

It's 2015, 11 days in. So far it's been a whirlwind; it hardly feels like 2014 is over. Ususally at this time of year I've already given up on my resolutions (or goals) for the year. Unusually, I didn't even decide to make any until this week. One of those goals is to write more, to get back to this huge part of me that has been severely neglected for the past year. I started today, took intentional time to work on a story that's been nagging me, and it felt good. I don't want to share it with you now, and maybe I never will. But the beauty of it is this: I'm writing again. Either way, whether I share that particular story or I don't, I will be sharing some new stuff with you soon. I hope your first 11 days of the new year have been fabulous, and I hope the next 11 are too (and the 11 after that, and so on).