Wow. I only set myself two goals last year, neither of them had to do with writing. And I managed to fail at both of them, anyway.
I said I would do better about sweets. Well, right now really isn’t the time to talk about that. I was given far too many for the holidays. But I wasn’t doing as well as I should have been earlier in the year, either.
And I said I’d hold myself accountable with monthly posts. Yeah, that didn’t work out either.
Okay, well, it’s a new year. Last one, especially the last couple of months, did not go according to any plan I made. Frankly, I’m a little afraid to try planning anything, so many of the plans I did have blew up in my face recently.
Still . . . . I have made some progress on my Arthurian story. Not as much as I should have, but slow is better than none at all. If I can just stop finding new research rabbit holes to fall down, maybe I can get somewhere. We’ll see.
And, I have another story idea on the back burner. I real one, not the fluffy little thing I was playing with last year. Though, who knows, some other year that fluffy story may meet up with another idea that will give it enough substance to be worthwhile. This other idea already has that, what it really needs is the world building to suit the story, and that hasn’t come to me yet.
At this point, I make no promises on either, other than I will keep trying. Sometime, hopefully, the log jam will break and words will start to flow again.
Here’s hoping.