I have three days to finish page proofs, finish my business tax prep, and enjoy my kids before they go back to school. Also: make cotton candy out of root beer barrels.
But it's New Year's Day and I wanted to show you something.
These are my road maps from 2005 (when I started drawing them) to 2015.
Ten years of road maps.
The one from 2005 said things like "Find an agent" or "Finish the book."
Ten years later, there are a lot of extra roads and more concrete and achievable goals because technically, I had no control over the agent or publishing part in 2005, right? All I have control over is what I do. And writing books is what I do.
I didn't realize that this New Year tradition was 10 years old until I took down the maps from my wall to add this year's map. When I realized it, I also realized that time seems compressed. It doesn't feel like ten years...which is made even more obvious by having a kid who is nearly as tall as I am and visiting family today whose kids I remember as middle school students who are now in college.
2015 is going to be an excellent year. I'm going to write my brains out. I'm going to publish I CRAWL THROUGH IT, which is a book I'm very proud of. I'm going to concentrate on all these ideas I have in my head but never have the time to get on paper.
I painted my office this week. When we moved in here, I just tossed my office together because I had to go to VCFA for my first semester of teaching a few days later. It used to be the most hideous color green. Now it's brighter and it's mine. I figured I should have an office that feels like mine as I head into a new year.
I can't tell you what color it is because it's going to be in my next book.
Anyway--road maps. They always helped me concentrate on what I had to do in a year. I love drawing them even though my trees are really poorly-drawn.
I do draw nice birds, though.