Year-End Status Report

Being a year older, I've discovered:

-- I feel like I'm running out of time. Currently, I have a small stone obstructing my right kidney while a benign cyst is resting on my left. I never thought I'd live forever but I thought I'd give it a shot. At the very least, I have a very loooong backlist of books I still haven't read.

-- I'm slowly getting the hang of writing and getting my "children" out into the world. Three stories for this year and four all in all ain't a bad record, right? Hopefully, I can up the ante a bit, what with one deadline for submissions this December 15 and another by January next year. Unfortunately, I haven't done any serious writing at the moment which means-- again-- that I'm running out of time.

-- A number of my friends are getting married next year. Geez, talk about putting the pressure on. I'm still batting for a near date with [identity-protected]. Times like these make me think that life needs several kicks to get it started. (Hopefully, it won't kick back too much.)

-- If I buy anymore books, I'm going to be buried in to-be-read-books until the next millennium. But there's so much damn stuff out there and I'm not getting any younger. *sigh*

-- I've managed to get a hang of my finances for the moment, but I still need some discipline in controlling the money outflow. Dammit, nobody ever told me that being an adult means juggling priorities like a clown. And the books thing isn't helping. *double sigh*

...So, on to the next year...