Some people fear birthdays. They hide them. They deny them.

Not me.

For me, a birthday is a victory celebration! Another year to stride upon this Earth, win battles, and fight off death for another day.  In the end to plunge my banner into the heart of another year and cry to the heavens that this year will not defeat me! I have taken on all that it had to dish out and I remain standing! Victorious!

But not everyone sees it like that.

There have been a lot of changes over the past year.

We discovered how hard hit our finances were with my wife losing her unemployment benefits, and managed to come back from the edge of disaster and balance accounts out again. There is still some debt to pay off, but at least now we’re not losing ground hand over fist.

I got my weight down under 300 pounds. It meant a lot to me to pass the century mark, although it is still odd to have strangers come up and tell me that I’ve lost weight.

I started my own podcast, and became a regular on Galley Table. I have found that I really enjoy podcasting. Although I still can’t believe I suckered myself into doing a weekly release schedule.  D’oh!

Somehow I got nominated for a Parsec Award… three times!

I sold my first article. Not a story, but an essay. Still, my first sale of written words. And that really made me take a close look at my writing and what I planned for it. I don’t have a lot of completed works. I really need to get the stories I have out there and get them earning. And I need to do more writing and develop a catalog of work. Something to make my Goodreads profile look a little more filled out, at least.

I started voice acting, and kind of dove into it in a big way, racking up six different parts so far. And I’ve got at least two different offers of more parts.

My day job office relocated, bringing another set of changes.

I attended my first convention as a panelist. While it was great fun, it was different saying, “Hi, I’m the most obscure person on today’s panel.” But I would not have traded it. I would have bargained away the throat ailment that I picked up at Balticon, but not the rest of the con…

And there was surgery, removing a blood clot from my arm. I got through that.

Now a new year looms ahead. Forty-Five. It is already preparing a new set of challenges. But I shall meet them. And I have goals of my own. I will see about getting paid for voicework. Selling more stories, and aiming towards my first professional sale. NaNoWriMo. Completing my first book. Maybe even that Parsec Award!

There are many obstacles ahead, but I intend to press on.

TO VICTORY!

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