I am not a fan of making resolutions. I usually make ridiculous claims (I’m going to lose 50 pounds by summer, I will walk 5 miles a day, I will write the “Great American Novel” in one summer, and other such crap like that…). Always sets me up for failure.
However, this year, I wanted to do something a little like a resolution – but not a resolution. Perhaps I should call it a “goal” (still sounds all resolution-like). But it’s a better word than “resolution.” During the first week of the year, the spousal unit and I wrote down things that we wanted to get accomplished this year – together and separate. My list included: joining a Sangha (Buddhism), write 5x per week, payoff vehicle, increase savings, yoga, cut expenses.
So, since that day, I’ve been thinking about these “goals” and pondering the importance of each one. They are all fine goals, with merits. But one is SCREAMING at me to do it: write 5x per week.
The reason? In August 2007, I left my job at the local university to write. That August (the last day of my job), my father-in-law passed away – and things have not improved since. There have been various deaths, injuries, hospital visits, weight loss activities, family planning mishaps, and getting back to work (I started working January 2009). All of these numerous (too many to list) incidents used both physical and mental energy. So, I didn’t write much.
But what do I want to do?
And I don’t mean blogging, tweeting, IMing, lesson planning, etc! I mean WRITE FOR A LIVING!
So, here it is in print. My promise to myself. I will write at least 5 times per week. I will attend appropriate writing workshops (I have a stash of money saved for this). I will work on getting my final draft of my novel done by the Summer SCBWI Conference in LA, which is at the end of July. I am so committed to this that I am not going to work this summer so that I can finish it up and make it all pretty – and PITCH IT at the conference!
And, I won’t worry about joining a Sangha, paying off the vehicle, increasing the savings, or starting up a yoga practice. (Some of this will come when I get paid for writing for a living, eh?)
But what about cutting expenses? All ready done (say “goodbye” to indulgent cable bills, excessive dining out, craft projects, big grocery runs, and Weight Watchers [I reached “Lifetime” and that means no more paying for WW]).
Whoot! That’s one “goal” down! One to go!
That wasn’t so bad, was it?