So here we are starting another year...and since this year ends with a three, I know that I'm going to be having an "Oh" birthday in October.
At the start of each year, I've always tried to set some goals for myself. Last year they were all about my writing. I wanted to finish a novel and start something new and go to the writer's conferences and pitch my book. I did all that and yet when I look back on last year I think that it was all about different things. Starting a new job, traveling for work, getting married...none of those activities had anything to do with being a professional writer.
And so as we start another year, I wonder if I should set goals in other parts of my life in order to make certain that I will work on my writing this year. I've always wanted to be a writer, and yet it's the one part of my life, the one part of my daydreams that I pay the least attention to.
So I've been having a hard time trying to decide what to do and what kind of goals to set. And while I've been standing here unable to make a decision, an entire week has gone by. I've got to get a list. I've got to set some goals. But in the time I take to do that, I could be writing...
This could take a while.