What. A. Year. Where have the past few months gone???
When I think back to last December, it’s hard to imagine that so much has changed in a year. I thought I’d still be stuck — stuck in a boring job, stuck in my parents’ house, stuck in my writing career. Just overall stuck in place, unable to move forward. While I’m still stuck in some regards, so much has changed for me.

THEN December 2018

NOW November 2019
Since January, I:
pierced my nose
took an ASL class
got promoted
started a new writing project
went on my first writing retreat
moved out of my parents’ house
bought a car
got a new tattoo
went to Galaxy’s Edge at Disney World
dyed my hair purple
bought tickets to see Hamilton
adopted a cat with my roommates
booked a flight for another writing retreat
Some of these things might not seem like much, but even dyeing my hair, getting a new tattoo, and getting another piercing have really helped me realize the kind of person I want to be. I tried acrylic nails for the first time this year, I built a lightsaber at Savi’s Workshop, I saw Newsies on stage with my mum. The little things add up to big changes, but I’m mostly excited about the fact that I moved into my own place with two amazing roommates and I can finally be my own person, the real me, whoever she is (I’m still figuring that one out).
I’m still at the same job I was at last December, but I now have a full-time position and I’ve moved into a larger location inside the airport which gives me more opportunities to learn new things and rise through the ranks.
I’ve also put aside The Fallen Star for now, but I’m working on a new project: Wicked Saints meets Raiders of the Lost Ark. It’s my first time plotting and outlining a story, so I’m excited to see where it goes. I stopped writing every day earlier this year, and I’ve learned to give myself permission to take breaks from writing to develop my craft, and it’s really helped. My writing is becoming stronger, plots more coherent, characters more rounded. I’m going on my second writing retreat in January — this time, flying alone for the first time!
Not only has this year been a year of change, the last decade has been quite the whirlwind, too. I:
met my first (and only) boyfriend (and broke up months later)
had my first (and only) kiss
got my first summer job
lost contact with literally everyone from high school
learned Irish
graduated with distinction in Celtic Studies & English
went to Ireland for the first time
lost contact with literally everyone from university
worked in social media marketing for two years
lost contact with literally everyone from that job
went to Disney too many times to count
wrote my first novel (and its sequel)
met the voice actor of Ahsoka Tano
started my teapot collection
learned I have dermatillomania
I am probably missing so many things from these lists, but a few things have stayed the same: my love of Disney, stars, and Starbucks being a few of them. I’ve also grown to be more accepting and realized I was bi/ace. I’m still figuring some things out, and I’ll probably always wonder why I don’t have any solid friendships (or lose the ones I make), but I’m hoping for bright things in 2020 and the next decade.
What has been your proudest accomplishment this year? Let me know in the comments!
As always,

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