In 2019, I decided my word for 2020 would be balance.
And about March 2020 went….
I thought it might be fun to do a review of what I’d hoped to accomplish this year.
What did I hope to write/accomplish in 2020?
- Motts book 2 and 3
- Podcast book 1 and 2
Where am I at in December 2020?
- Said goodbye to Patreon
- Finished three novels instead of four
- Started a cozy mystery group
Over all? Given we dove headfirst into a global pandemic this year?
Not bad. Better than I imagined.
How about 2021? What do I hope to achieve next year?
- Motts book 3 and 4
- Podcast book 3 and maybe 4
- Start book one of a super secret project
How about you? How did you manage in 2020? And what are you hoping to do next year?
If 2018 had a word for me, it would be unbalanced. At least, that’s how the last six months of the year have gone. You know when you set goals/deadlines for yourself, and things start to pile up? And then it’s like a snowball rolling downhill, and you’re the target?
That was me.
So, for obvious reasons, my goal for 2019 is ‘balance’.
Balance in writing. Balance in my personal life. All about balance.
(How many times can I use the word balance in one post?)
My plan is to tackle this issue in a few ways.
I don’t know about other authors, but I struggle with all recommendations for ‘how an author should author.’ All those ‘experts’ who have the latest greatest advice. I think you have to be careful not to fall down every single rabbit hole with them.
And it is SO hard not to.
There’s always the latest greats ‘everyone is signing up for it’ new social media app or site. Mewe anyone?
Here’s the truth we never want to accept. You can’t be on EVERY single site. You can’t follow every piece of advice. You can’t be all things to all people (I think Lincoln said that.)
You just can’t.
There’s only so much of my brain power I can give.
I’m autistic, balance is crucial for me. If I push myself too far, I shut down. It’s horrible for my health to continue pushing and pushing.
That was 2018 for me.
All about that bass…I mean balance.
What’s your word for 2019?
Or is it the beginning?
The end of one year and the start of another is always a time of reflection for me. I usually go through my goals from the previous year and my hopes for the upcoming one. I find it a good time to be honest with myself.
I didn’t quite achieve all of my writing goals in 2015.
Misguided Confession (Elaine’s story) is still floundering at 15k, far shy of the 50k I’d hoped to reach by the end of the year. It was side-lined by my m/m romance, After the Scrum. I’ve put Elaine’s story on the front burner for 2016 with a goal to write at least 1k a day until it’s finished.
Do you have any end of the year traditions? Do you set goals for yourself?