2015 was an interesting year. It was, without a doubt, the hardest year I have ever experienced, and ultimately the most rewarding. So here, month-by-month, is What I Did:
I started off a semester of nine classes, which seemed like a good idea at the time.
I wrote a novella reimagining A Midsummer Night's Dream, called The Undying. It sank like a stone.
I checked the mailbox every day, waiting to hear from North Carolina Governor's School, to which I had applied in November.
My musician-sister left for her first national tour. My mother chaperoned her, which left me as Lady of the House. We ate out every day for three weeks.
I received an invitation from Governor's School to audition for their choral program. I chose Pie Jesu from Faure's Requiem as my audition piece.
I turned seventeen and threw myself a celebratory tea party. It was the first party I threw without my mother's help.
I suffered the first signs of a mysterious illness that bothered me most of the year.
I was accepted to the choral program at Governor's School. Yay!
I performed in the chorus for the Durham Savoyard Opera's production of Utopia Limited.
We received word that Hospice had been called in for my ailing grandfather. They gave him six months. The next day, my aunt noticed he looked pale and called the nurse back. They gave him twenty-four hours. He passed away that night.
I assistant stage-managed Cary Youth Ballet's production of Peter Pan.
My mystery illness worsened, and I finally went to the doctor, who diagnosed it as stress and gave me orders to rest.
I finished my junior year of high school.
I went to prom with my two best friends.
I rested, as per doctors orders.
I became addicted to yoga.
I packed up and headed to Governor's School, where I studied music, philosophy, and ethics, and wrote for the paper. While there, I wrote the first draft of my Five Magic Spindles entry, inspired by the poetry I read in the school library.
I came home for break in time for my sister's birthday.
We had an Austrian house guest for seven weeks, with whom we had many zany adventures.
I returned and finished my session at Governor's School, where I had many wonderful teachers and friends.
I have positively no idea what I did in August. It was probably school.
I wrote the first draft of my second Five Magic Spindles entry. Although I loved the characters and setting, the plot needed work, and I decided to take the doctor's orders and scrap this project for the year.
I started prepping notes for NaNoWriMo.
My lovely family visited for Halloween. Shenanigans and good times were had by all.
I contacted the judges for the Blogger Awards, and we began planning this year's ceremony.
I won NaNoWriMo. Hurrah!
I pulled together my entries for the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, including my senior portfolio, the theme of which was Cowards and Courage.
I finished my Five Magic Spindles entry, it was approved by my lovely beta-reader, and I sent it in.
My older, only sister moved to Los Angeles.
We celebrated a quiet Christmas.
And there is my year, readers! I'm sure I have forgotten some details and misremembered others. 2015 was a hard but good year. Here's to 2016.