I just drove a wooden stake in the heart of 2016. I hope this is not a pattern. 2014 was a very bad year for me. 2016 started out great in the writing arena and then I started to have problems around July. It wasn’t until last week that I was able to get the editing done on “Dragon Boy” and send it out.
I’m hoping that 2017 (odd year) will be my year for writing, editing, and publishing. So here are my plans for the next year:
- 5,000 words a week minimum. I found out last year that I need at least one day a week to have a no writing day.
- Publish 2 novels minimum, but I really want to reach 4. I found last year that if there are significant problems i.e. a car accident or illness that four novels is not realistic for me.
- Write two-three posts here a week to show what I am doing and to keep me on track.
- I have something on the 3rd of January that will keep me out of the loop for at least two days.
- Take my pills on time. I will have to change my alarm again because it is so easy to ignore it. I have to take a certain amount of pills three times a day.
- Don’t short-change the dog on her walks or her me-time. I need the walks as much as she does.
- Plus I need to take a fitness class for once a week to keep me moving.
I learned something very important this year. I need face-to-face time with people other than myself. I need friends. Funny that I would admit that– I have lived in a very isolated bubble for years. Part of it was my temperament– I really do live in my head. Part of it was my disease. When the health professionals give you guidelines about what you can do and where you can go because you get sick easily, it does curtail activities.
It is similar to when I learned that even though I am in a salt-restricted diet, I need a certain amount of sodium or my muscles will cramp and stay locked.
So I have people I see during the week and they all know that if they are sick, I cannot help them. It is too big a risk. It doesn’t mean I am an inconsiderate jerk. It means I have a chronic illness.
Something else I learned is that asking for help does not mean you are weak. It was a painful lesson that I get to learn over and over.
On the other hand, my health has been stable. Foxy is still healthy even though she is prone to pancreatitis attacks.
With all my goals, I do wish for a healthy and happy year ahead for all of us.