As anyone who knows me at all is aware, I am generally the type of person who has New Year goals/resolutions/intentions (whichever your preferred phraseology is) planned out well in advance. By the time New Year hits, I know without a doubt what I want to accomplish that year.
This year, for the first time in my remembrance, I had no idea what my precise goals were not only as the new year approached, but well past it. This was probably apropos for the type of year I had, but it was nonetheless an unsettling feeling.
However, I am pleased to say that, following some deep soul-searching and, more importantly, prayer, I am PRETTY SURE I know what my goals are this year. And they aren’t nearly as convoluted as last year’s.
- Find a publisher for Drawn Into Love: Now, granted, this isn’t really under my control, so I am currently informing Chadwick, who is urgently reminding me how likely I am to fail this goal, that as long as I put a good faith effort into it, then it counts.
- Write a book: I actually have one in mind for this. I think I am going to try writing Andrea’s story, who is the other love interest in Drawn Into Love and who, predictably, does not get to marry Keith.
- Edit Picture of the Past: If you have followed me for any length of time, then you are well aware of this book. It is the historical fiction novel that I started well over a decade ago, and finished like three years ago and haven’t touch since out of pure fear that I won’t do it justice. But this is the year to edit it, and in next week’s post, I’ll tell you why.

I have a few writing goals this year. Unfortunately, they are the same writing goals I had for 2020.
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I think you should give yourself props for persistence! ❤
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