It's Thursday Already?
I'm a big fan or writing goals. Granted, I don't make them daily any more (with children getting in a shower on a daily basis is hard enough), but I do try to make them weekly. It keeps me writing and at least aiming for some amount of content to get done.
Now, before you even think I am some sorta Super Mom (far, far, far from it), I rarely make these personal goals. Not unless it is a deadline sorta thing and I might lose a gig or say, miss an appointed timeline for an agent/editor. Then I do EVERYTHING I can to make those goals. The other ones? Those are personal writing goals. Stuff I try to make myself do in order to one day get a book published. Or get my name out in the world of authors, agents, editors--publishing. So "making" the goals are based on my self-evaluation. And with two children in tow and a day job. Well, we have to be a little flexible in these parts.
But, when I DO make them, well it is cause for celebration. Which, for this week won't be really happening. I had wanted to outline out (by outline, I mean loose plot points) a new book idea. One that is a bit of a break for my normal writing but fun at the same time. And by pure luck, I just realized it's Thursday. All that is written is a title in a word processing document and a few items of note on a notebook piece of paper. Wish I could tell you that is an improvement from last week, but it's as far as I had gotten then.
I have a ton of excuses if you want to hear them (new preschool arrangements, grocery shopping, the day job, a clingy baby on a new schedule, a 5 year old getting ready for day summer camp), but I am sure they will pale in comparison to other writer schedules who actually wrote this week. So, I will leave you while I eat some humble pie. And see how I can manage to actually write this weekend while I am single-parenting it (husband's off for fun, sun, beer, and golf) and have the two kids in tow on my own. Then again, I could hire a sitter for a few hours...
Now, before you even think I am some sorta Super Mom (far, far, far from it), I rarely make these personal goals. Not unless it is a deadline sorta thing and I might lose a gig or say, miss an appointed timeline for an agent/editor. Then I do EVERYTHING I can to make those goals. The other ones? Those are personal writing goals. Stuff I try to make myself do in order to one day get a book published. Or get my name out in the world of authors, agents, editors--publishing. So "making" the goals are based on my self-evaluation. And with two children in tow and a day job. Well, we have to be a little flexible in these parts.
But, when I DO make them, well it is cause for celebration. Which, for this week won't be really happening. I had wanted to outline out (by outline, I mean loose plot points) a new book idea. One that is a bit of a break for my normal writing but fun at the same time. And by pure luck, I just realized it's Thursday. All that is written is a title in a word processing document and a few items of note on a notebook piece of paper. Wish I could tell you that is an improvement from last week, but it's as far as I had gotten then.
I have a ton of excuses if you want to hear them (new preschool arrangements, grocery shopping, the day job, a clingy baby on a new schedule, a 5 year old getting ready for day summer camp), but I am sure they will pale in comparison to other writer schedules who actually wrote this week. So, I will leave you while I eat some humble pie. And see how I can manage to actually write this weekend while I am single-parenting it (husband's off for fun, sun, beer, and golf) and have the two kids in tow on my own. Then again, I could hire a sitter for a few hours...
Labels: goals, parenting, writing, writing life
