Zora Neal Hurston, in Their Eyes Were Watching God, writes that “There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”
I’m hoping this is a year that holds some answers, specifically about:
- My novel, They Called Her La Llorona, and its fate.
- My PhD applications and where my husband and I will be moving.
- The answer to the eternal question: WILL I EVER GET TO ADOPT A PUPPY?
- How many books will I read this year?
- Will I write another book over the summer?
- Will I ever publish ANYTHING?
- What’s the fate of the paper that I currently have under review?
- What will it be like to teach a Literature course?
Honestly, I think that a good year holds a mix of questions and answers, because answers are necessary for relief, for growth and the ability to plan and move on, or at least closure, but questions are the spice of life. Questions mean adventure. They mean rallying out into the unknown (which is terrifying, admittedly) and really testing myself as a person. Questions can be devastating, but they never let me really stagnate–unless I have question after question after question with no answers ever, I suppose.
So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact. And remember that life’s A Great Balancing Act. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and ¾ percent guaranteed) Kid, you’ll move mountains. — Dr. Seuss