So my goals I set for myself at the beginning of the year with my blog have already failed miserably.
I was going to work out (like everyone else in the world); I kept that up for about a month, which was longer than I kept it up for last year.
I was going to keep my house cleaner, with daily chores rotated so that a room was decently cleaned about once a week; that disappeared by January 7.
Most importantly, I was going to write at least two blog posts a week, keeping to a schedule and forming that writing habit, because, as we know, once you’ve formed a habit, it’s hard to break. That failed about two months in.
I blame part of that on my work. I’ve taken on some more responsibilities and there’s been an upturn in the amount of daily work, while at the same time a large project we’re pushing through for the company’s web site has been taking up even more of my time. When I get home at night, I’ve been staring at a computer for so long, I really don’t want to continue to do that.
Another consumer of my time is my husband and our house and life. He is important to me, but he does tend to interrupt me when I’m in the middle of things, whether it’s writing or pretty much anything else.
Most of the blame, however, I put on myself. Like my workout regimin, I did not have enough dedication. I did not make it a priority to sit down and write a blog post as often as I had originally planned.
Worst of all, though, this not-writing laziness has extended to my regular writing. I hate that I haven’t worked as hard as I should have been on my novel. I can give myself all of the excuses that I want, but it’s still been eating at me.
I’ve decided enough is enough, and I need to get back on track. If writing is truly important to me, then I will make it a priority and dedicate enough time to it. If becoming a full-time author is truly important to me, then I will work hard towards achieving that goal.
To help me realize this change of attitude, I’ve changed the look of my blog, to make it simpler and to help me focus.
I would love to promise that I will stick to it this time, two or three blog posts a week that will be worthy of a Pulitzer or other writing award, but I realize that would be promising too much. I can’t promise that work and family and other issues won’t get in the way.
I can promise that I will try. That’s all anyone can ever do.