A long overdue, yet still early post

My writing for the year 2017 basically went out the window.

The year 2017 was just a lot. Lots of bad, but still plenty of good (wedding!). But more than anything just a lot.

And it definitely was not the year I finally got my professional life together.

That's what 2018 is for! (I just see the evil, self-doubting version of myself laughing manically at me right now)

But this is part of the magic of New Years (granted over three weeks away, but with all the holiday stuff coming up, I thought I would write this now). Finding that naïve, but undeniable belief in myself. That no matter how many times I have set a goal and failed miserably, that is no reason I can't try again. And I will keep trying. I will come back, again and again.

Here is my ultimate, New Years and just life in general goal: I will have written and allowed at least 3 people to read a rough draft of my book before I turn 30! (April 5th 2019 btw)

That gives me a year and three months!

Of course I'm hoping to get it done sooner than that. But that is my absolute deadline. By the time I'm 30 I will have written my book!

I have a page full of other New Years goals also. But this is THE ONE. The one I want to be held accountable to.

I find no joy in either job I have right now. I want to feel passionate about what I do. I'm tired of waiting for myself.

It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live

Preach.