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Eleven years ago I made a tough decision and got out of a bad situation. Five months later, I moved to Ottawa and began rediscovering myself. The following November, I began writing the first novel of a series. I’m still editing that novel, but in that time I:

– Attained a blue belt level in karate
– Bought a condo.
– Got my full G license.
– Played a season of roller derby on a championship house level team.
– Got to Nidan level in Iaido.
– Got to Ikkyu level in Jodo.
– Won 2 bronze medals in Iaido tournaments.
– Had some short stories published by small presses.
– Was restructured out of the job I had moved to Ottawa for.
– Returned to school for Scriptwriting.
– Tried some other martial arts.
– Attempted piano lessons with several instructors.
– Got into guitar and ukulele for a bit.
– Reached a semi-final level in a screenplay contest.
– Got a new job with a wonderful team of people.
– Had a number of relationships.
– Survived the pandemic.
– Survived the never-ending bathroom reno.
– Had my “gay awakening.”
– Lost my mother.
– Found two sports I enjoy
– Made a lot of memories with friends.
– Read a lot of books.
– Crafted a lot of things.

So yeah, I might not have that novel quite ready for readers yet, but I found my way back to myself and I think that means more than any one goal.

I’m not where I want to be yet on some things, but I’m heading in the right direction.