New year, old problems; I'm sad to realise. I've long since given up hope that anything would ever become of my writing, yet I am too stubborn to give up on the project. Not finishing the series would be such a horrendous waste of resources that regardless of its uselessness, I am going to keep writing Braenduir Chronicles.
I won't be able to write 10-12 hours a day almost every day as I've done the past four years, but that's probably only a good thing. I was so consumed by the writing that I forgot, there are other things in life than work. A slower pace may be good for the story as well. I wanted to get the sequel done in as short a time as possible which is most likely the reason why it's still unfinished.
My goal is to publish Rues of the Heroes by the end of the year, but I'm not going to spank myself even if I fail to do it. In the end, it doesn't matter when the book comes out as I am continuing this project purely for myself. 2024 taught me that regardless of what one wants, hopes, and plans, life can always happen and pulverise everything in the blink of an eye.
Last year was rough, and as a natural-born pessimist, I don't expect 2025 to treat me any gentler. I do hope that globally things will turn for the better but won't be surprised if not. We humans are gargantuan idiots who instead of learning from our mistakes repeat them again, and again, like a broken record repeats a verse of a song.
Regardless of the negative vibe of this post, I wish you all a Happy New Year. May 2025 bring you joy and success.