The Newsletter Not Sent

Below is the January 2024 newsletter never sent to my newsletter subscribers. Apparently, I have what has been diagnosed as “burnout” when it comes to writing. Paralysis sets in when I think about looking at my writing on my laptop or publishing the projects I have ready to go. I’m waiting it out. I may never write or publish another piece of fiction or again. Or I might start up with it tomorrow. Luckily, I am still able to write longhand.

Dear Friend,

I wasn’t sure there’d be a newsletter this month, for I have recently eschewed all things writing. Truly, I’ve developed an aversion to all my writing-related activities. But here I am, attempting at least, to write a newsletter.

I was sick for the last half of December with whatever viral plague everyone seems to have. From the moment I texted my son “my throat feels scratchy” on December 17th until the first week in January, well, let’s just say it wasn’t pleasant. My son had it and now my hubs has it. I’ve lost count of the number of people in my life who’ve been sick, some with cases much more dire than mine.

But even before the illness, my mindset was, “I don’t want to write.” My ever-supportive husband’s response to that statement was, “Then take a break.”

It’s been interesting to contemplate what my life would look like if I wasn’t spending most of my time on writing and publishing. My house might be cleaner. 😊 I’d read more.

Maybe I’ve been in a delayed funk because of the passing of a dear friend back in October. I am so glad she isn’t suffering any more, but I miss her more than I can say. She was one of my biggest cheerleaders and I’ve come to realize that everyone needs a cheerleader.

One of the thoughts that’s passed through my mind more than once is, “Who would care if I stopped writing?” Would anyone even notice?

The other component is that book sales numbers often have more to do with marketing than with the quality of the book, and that’s always been discouraging. You can only ignore reality for so long!!

Anyway, there’s been a series of talks and emails with some of my good friends, and this morning I decided my word for 2024 is


Before now I always thought it was pointless to choose a guiding word for the year. Even though adventure means, “an unusual, exciting, typically hazardous experience or activity” its secondary meaning is, “a daring, exciting activity calling for enterprise and enthusiasm.”

Maybe my secondary word for the year should be “experiment” because this year I’m experimenting with looking at everything as an adventure instead of telling myself it’s a chore or a drudgery or something I won’t enjoy.

If you’re a reader, then you believe in the power of words.

If you’ve lived any length of time, you know the power of perception.

As a spiritual being you know how to overcome.

And if you’re like me, you need a cheerleader. And if no one else is available, we’ll have to be our own cheerleader.

So cheers to 2024.

What adventure awaits you?

Will you be someone’s much-needed cheerleader this year?