Guess who was going to "write more" in '09?
I don't know what it is about this year, but I've had a hell of time trying to even come up with one concrete thing I want to accomplish. I keep writing things down and then erasing them - I guess 2009 is destined to be a wash.
(I don't really believe that.)
I do know that I don't want this year to just fly by with nothing to show for it. And I also know that I am a certified resolution-maker. I make resolutions, I keep most of them. It's what I do. So why can't I decide what I want from this year?
At first I was going to try creating one good habit a month. January's "habit" was going to be "waking up early" but its corollary habit, which is "going to bed early," is keeping me from fully committing. Waking up early is as easy as setting an alarm clock - it's the going to bed early part that's hard.
I also want to write 100 pages of a manuscript I've had rattling around my brain for a couple of years now. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with blogging or motherhood. It's nonfiction, aaand that's all I can say for now. Why 100 pages? Because I want to have something that I can show someone to see if it's something anyone would be interested in buying, of course.
Vague enough for you?
There is no conclusion to this post. There's no point to it. I just don't know what I want to do this year. Blargh.