Infernal World

It’s been an odd year. An odd, plague-infested dumpster fire of a year.

Determined to take it easy, I forced myself to take weekends and evenings off. I started a new exercise regimen which I’ve mostly kept up. I’ve spent more time with my wife and daughter, and less time staring blankly at a blinking cursor on a blank Word document.

Nonetheless, I managed to do way more work than I probably ought to have done. I wrote three novels, around a dozen short stories, most of two novellas, a dozen lore chapters for Smite and various blog posts et al. And a goodly number of unfinished projects, doodles, scribbles and scrapples of all sorts, shapes, and sizes. Some of those might become more substantial later, but only time will tell.

Work aside, I managed to resist the ever-present urge to change how I do everything on this site and in general. That should count for something. It’s a pernicious form of procrastination that I’ve yielded to all too often in the past. Let’s see if I can resist the urge for another year. On a related note, I made great strides in my quixotic quest to winnow my social media footprint to something manageable and sane, at least insofar as the current state of affairs allows. Eventually, I might even achieve my dream of becoming a modern-day hermit and retiring to a cave in the Peak District.

I also managed to kick my reading habits back into shape. I managed to read more books this year than I have in probably the last three combined, which is nice. Standouts include S.A. Chakraborty’s Daevabad Trilogy, P. Djeli Clark’s A Master of Djinn, and Ron Weighell’s posthumous novel, King Satyr. I found some new music to listen to, including Adia Victoria’s album, A Southern Gothic and Dessa’s newest, Ides.

On the downswing, I lost a good friend this year. I’ve borne witness to the difficulties of other friends and family, with no real ability to help. I send money and well-wishes, but none of it seems to help. The world is aflame, in more ways than one, and sometimes it feels like all I can do is tell stories by the light of the conflagration. All I can do is try and distract you from the encroaching flames.

Needless to say, I think about the meme below a lot.

Think of me as your ominously reassuring frog.

Anyway, here’s to the coming year and whatever fresh hell awaits us all. Hail horrors! Hail, infernal world!

Hail.

One thought on “Infernal World

  1. My year ended just now with finishing Dark Harvest. While I am not yet big into the Age of Sigmar things of WH at the moment, I enjoyed the novel quite a lot. Thank you for still being on this platform, I love reading about the ins and outs of your work as it goes along. Got a fellow blogger reading your Occultist series this year while I still have to tread into it myself, but alas with the backlog of books I still have to catch up with it will still be a while. anyhow, Happy New Year to you sir. Hope 2022 will be a lot better than what the last two years have been.

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