It is late at night, 9:10. Okay, it is late for some but not for others. This is a time of year that I think of change and newness. Let me explain. For the last 30 years I have been a teacher. I am now retired, early. For years August has been a time that I consider the year to begin, new things to happen and an overall feeling of excitement. Truly this year is no different. Even though I have volunteered to start a classroom (teacher shortage and all) I will not be finishing the year with this group. It is time for a change, a new beginning, and even though I have had many friends, and fellow teachers, tell me that I will be in that classroom all year long I know I will not.
New, and all the new things I want to do. I want to help promote my books more. Over they years I have written and written and yes written. Even though I have had many compliment my books, I have yet to reach great sales. Why you may ask?
New! Well ask no more. I poured my heart into teaching and writing, not marketing. It is now time to market.
New! I have tried a new genre and I await whether or not it will be picked up. It has been a long time since I have submitted a work. Very nerve wracking but it will soon be over with (supposed to hear back this month).
New! I am in the middle of another book in my series, only this time it will explore the characters in a very different way and we will get to see how they became who they are.
So even though my teaching career may have come to an end, the idea that August holds new and promising beginnings does not. Fall is not a time of ending for me but a time to explore what lay under all the wonderful colors of summer, and to see what we are really made of.