Hello, everyone! I know it's been a while since my last blog. Allow me to take a moment ot detail some of the happenings of my life.
December 11th, 2014 - The author's mother passes away.
December 11th, 2015 - The author publishes her second novel Prince of the Vale.
December 10th, 2016 - The author graduates college with her second undergrad degree.
It's not coincidence that I placed Prince's publication date on the year after my mom passed. When she died in 2014 I was mostly finished with its draft. She hadn't read it, but I had shared some key details and inner workings of the plot I was developing. I won't go into detail about Prince, as I've done that before for Mother's Day, reminiscing on my mother's influence over my second book.
But my mother still holds a great influence over my life. Prince was ready for release a month before the December date I had set. But one of the major reasons I chose that date, is because, first, obviously, it was the year mark since my mother had died. More significantly, if I were to associate a significant accomplishment on this sacred day rather than the overwhelming sense of loss. I dedicated the book to her; and I'd like to imagine that she would be proud of me. I know she would.
This past Saturday, the 10th, I graduated college, finally! The ceremony was quick and the day was fantastic. I loved seeing so many of my friends and family there to support me. I can't articulate just how amazing it was to be surrounded by so many people you love and who love you in return. The fact that my graduation ceremony was one day before the two year mark of my mother's passing was wholly coincidence and unplanned. But, like with the release of my book, I hope to associate yet another accomplishment with this time of year/month that I know she would be proud of.
So, this signals the end of my undergrad career. Plans to pursue grad school are being entertained for the however distant future. Current employment opportunities are being considered with, rest assured, the utmost of scrutiny, anxiety, and agony, despite what everyone might believe about me being a calm, dismissive individual over the subject. I don't like discussing it because then the stress sends me whirling into an anxiety attack. And I've finished, for now. Let me enjoy my moment.
But, one thing is certain. I will continue writing. Now that I've completed my internship (pending tomorrow) and collegiate work, I shall--hopefully--have more time to spend for this endeavor.