When I looked at this writing prompt this morning, it made me realize that my view of a ‘challenge‘ is some catastrophe that comes crashing through your wall like the Kool-Aid man. A moment when you’re blindsided by a wrecking ball. But that’s not right, is it? It just seems that way because all of the challenges I’ve had for the last few years have presented themselves as such. 2025 is supposed to be all about making and achieving goals, and I have a whole list prepared with regard to my writing career. My immediate challenge, however, is to figure out what the hell I want to do with the rest of my life.
Following my divorce in 2013, my personal life has been exclusively focused on my son. No dating and very little social activity outside of work/the book world. It’s been all about getting my son through school and to his eighteenth birthday with the end game of relocating to the southwest once he’s done. Beyond that? I haven’t got a clue. I mean, generally speaking, I know I want to keep writing (obviously) and I want to keep working as BookMojo in the publishing services industry (also obvi). It’s what comes after that I haven’t quite figured out yet. I haven’t put any thought into it at all so my challenge for the next six months is to noodle out what I want to do with my life when this chapter is over.
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