New Year....New Life

I've always seen January as sort of the cold, dreary month. The excitement and rush, the anticipation and bustle, and COLOR of the Christmas Season is over. It's Winter, there's no outdoor blooms. The trees are naked and sad. The flowers buried deep in the earth. The Parties are over. And it's time to go back to the grind of a daily, weekly, monthly routine

From October on (and now in days, often even sooner) we have been saturated in CHRISTMAS, CHRISTMAS, CHRISTMAS. Red and green, silver and gold, bright and gaudy, and most of all...BUY, BUY, BUY!!!! Sales! Sales! Sales! Clearance! Lowest prices of the Year!

And now...it's all over. Clearance is still there, of course. Stores trying to get rid of all the things they couldn't convince folks they couldn't live without. But if you are like me...I'm tapped out. I also have car insurance due, the power bill is higher, the gas bill is higher...and I'm paying off all those presents I bought.

And...Resolutions. *shudders* We are slammed with Diet Products commercials. you know the ones I mean: "Lose 10 pounds in your first month!" "Shrink 10 inches from your waist!" New year, New you!!!

After weeks and weeks of build up...it's all over. A bit like the months and weeks of wedding planning or the years of high school and college waiting to graduate...and then it's just over. Done. Finished.

AND we have to get used to writing 2018 instead of 2017 on everything.

Is it any wonder January is a dreaded month we just want to drift through?

But this January...I want to be different. It's time to let go of all the weighty things of 2017 and move on. It's a long, uphill battle. It's not easy. It's not smooth. It's damned freakin hard, to be honest, because I'm a creature of habit and I love my routine even as I rebel against them sometimes.

Have I made resolutions? Sort of. I have made more promises to myself. I think that's more important. Rather than some vague resolution about losing weight or cleaning a closet...I made promises to myself.

Because...Promises made to yourself mean more. At least to me. if I break them, I let myself down. And I need to make sure I build myself up. If *I* don't...how can I expect anyone else?

So my 2018 Promises to Myself.... Are the ones I keep buried and know just to me.

I DO promise here...Some surprises... some guest authors with epic good blogs... new book info and teasers.... new cover reveals...and catching up with some fav characters from past stories (Anna and Robin have been VERY busy...-s-).

So please watch this space...follow this blog...and let me know what you think. You won't be disappointed.

Do you make promises to your self this year? Keep them to yourself or does it help you to share them?

And by the way...