When I started 365 stories last year it was with a bang. There was a question I was trying to answer for myself as I wrote a story every single day. That question was whether or not I was capable of doing it. If I had the discipline (or could build it) to become a consistent writer.

For the most part I’d say I succeeded. A large part of that success resides within my definition of success. I considered myself successful if I created one complete sentence that either encapsulated an idea, dialogue, or some meaningful description. I sure as hell didn’t bat a thousand, but more often than not I found myself grow into the ideas I worked on.

This year? 730 stories is a continuation of 365 stories, but admittedly I don’t know if it’s the project that I need to focus on this year. One of my big takeaways from looking through all y stories from last year was the evident quality in the projects I spent the most concentrated time on. It’s one thing to drop a line here or there— but to commit to an idea and see it through to a satisfying conclusion seems to be a worthier pursuit than ample production of questionable quality.

I’m not sure if I’m going to shelve 730 stories— But I do think I’ll have a clear idea before long about what I want 2023 to hold creatively for me.