ISSUE #36

The End of 2020

Happy Holidays!

 

New things on Rahaman Writing:

                                                       

Usually, I tend to write the issues of The Rahaman Reader a couple of days before I send them, but I had to rewrite this one. It initially contained nothing about the holidays, Christmas, or New Years, though I felt that would have been a missed opportunity.

 

I did a lot this year.

 

I self-published my first book, Inner Expanses, and have been receiving consistently positive reviews. I have written and am almost done editing my second book. I made a huge amount of connections via social media networking, and in the process made some friends; the kind I will cherish for a long time. I landed a freelance writing contract that will allow me to make a living while working safely from home, which will give me time to work on my books and personal content. Last, but not least, I started The Rahaman Reader, which now has a bit over 60 subscribers!

 

But I'm not the only one who has been busy. This year has forced many to think outside the box and find new paths to walk in life. You're probably one of those people.

The Baron of Beholders' Writing Tip #25:

 

Be proud of yourself.

 

It is not a guarantee that things will suddenly change when 2021 rolls around, and it may even be dangerous to think so, lest the world disappoints you. Again.

 

But, you made it to the end of one of the worse years in the past century. Don't belittle this notion, as surviving is not something to take for granted. As humans, we have removed ourselves from the majority of aspects that could threaten our lives, though not fully, as escaping death is impossible.

 

You did your best this year to keep yourself and your loved ones safe. You resisted the stupidity and ignorance of fools across the globe, which is a remarkable achievement considering how many of them there are. You found a way to make things work, despite all the hardships and bullshit.

 

If, for whatever reason, you still don't feel proud of yourself, that's fine. You don't have to, because I'm proud of you. I'm proud of each and every one of you who reads this. You did your best, and for that, you have my deepest respect.

Here's a poetic short story I wrote months ago after meeting someone who has become one of the most important people in my life. She has helped me become more balanced than I thought possible. This is pretty far from my usual style, but you may enjoy it if you want something short, light-hearted, and positive to read.

 

This one was inspired by a real-world love, the strong friendships between the hobbits in Tolkien's Legendarium, as well as a great admiration for nature and music.

 

Litany of Friendship

This will be the last issue of 2020.

Starting in 2021, the schedule for The Rahaman Reader will change. Instead of every Friday, newsletters will be sent out on the 2nd and 4th Fridays of each month.

 

This change is in order to give me more time to create content as well as more time to rest.

 

The first 2021 issue of The Rahaman Reader will be sent out on January 8th, where I will be beginning the 3rd Chapter of the Sky, Sea, and Stone series, as well as other high-quality content.

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