I hope to finish “Miss Duckworthy’s School for Magic-Infested Young People” ready for IF Comp 2024. And maybe even hit the top ten again! But if not 2024, then 2025.
I hope to get the massive beast that is the post-comp “Fine Felines” at least one chapter closer to being finished.
I hope to know roughly what I’ll do to expand “Bali B&B” for its post-comp release.
And I hope to put together a non-fiction book about the history of my church, since they’ve already paid me to do it (suckersssss!)
My life improved drastically in 2023 thanks to some new medications (I have fibromyalgia, diabetes, depression/anxiety, etc). Plus I had a couple of positive experiences that mostly over-wrote a very bad experience I had in 2022.
So my physical and mental health are better than they’ve been in ages. So much so I’ve been able to work over fifteen hours per week. For many years I’ve been hardly able to work at all (other than writing, which is why I’m sometimes incredibly mercenary about it) so this is a huge deal. I have massive debts that I hope to soon be able to properly start progressing on.
And as of today, I have started a kind of Cat Cafe here in Canberra. Why not, since I’m already fostering kittens and inviting people over to play with them. My main job is babysitting, so this would be babysitting but only for kids 10+… and adults. I’m told I can charge a LOT for a cat cafe so perhaps I shall abruptly become rich? If so I’d really really like to live in a larger house so all my many small businesses and charities have enough space to exist. In which case maybe I’ll move house this year?
I can’t make a resolution about whether the cat cafe (“Tabby Time”) succeeds or fails, because small businesses depend so much on luck. I CAN resolve to not go crazy on up-front costs at least.
Here’s the six kittens I’m fostering at the moment! Amazingly, they’re from three different litters.
(If you happen to be good at insurance paperwork in the ACT, I’ll be your bestest friend. PM me.)