I’m taking a brief pause from my Arthur-related posts for this week and next to do my usual look back at my goals–and how well I did (or didn’t do) and then ahead to goals for the coming year. See this post.
So, this time last year . . . the world was different, for starters. Anyway . . .
My first goal was to refill my creative well by breaking out of my rut:
- Stop re-reading my comfort reads and try something new, some new authors.
- Make more of an effort to break out of my introvert comfort zone, go new places, maybe even meet new people.
- Start a new fitness routine.
Okay. Well, I did pick up a few new-to-me authors, but, if there was ever a better time for comfort reads, I’m not sure when that would have been. As far as going new places and meeting new people, well, the pandemic and lock down pretty much put paid to that idea. The one item that has been a real success is the new fitness routine. That’s working out really pretty well.
My second goal was new learning to fuel new ideas.
That one, too, has worked out pretty well. (As my last several posts on all things Arthur might indicate.) But I’ve done online courses about a number of other interesting topics, too. Who knows where that will lead in the future.
My third goal was to break through my writer’s block.
I wouldn’t call this one an unqualified success. I am writing again–in fits and starts–but not consistently. Still it’s unfair to beat myself up with everything this year has thrown at us.
Third: Breaking through writer’s block. I’ve bought and started reading one e-book on the subject. Not everything in it will work for me, of course. You can’t expect that. Every writer’s process is different. But picking up some ideas is a good start. There’s another book by a different author I may try after this one.
My fourth goal was to possibly try a new writer’s group.
Yeah, no progress on this one.
My fifth goal was to clean my desk.
Well, yes. More than once. This is the sort of thing that has to be done periodically. Somehow, it just keeps getting messy until I finally do something about it. Pretty clean right now, though.
My sixth goal was to get back into a regular writing routine.
Not . . . yet. Maybe when things get back to some new semblance of order.