To start: I’m not totally sold on this new WordPress editor. I know when it came out people were PISSED about it, and honestly, I can see why. On the other hand, it has some cool features.
What I’m really not pleased about is the apparent disappearance of the word count function — or maybe it’s somewhere here and I just can’t find it yet. EDIT: I found it. It’s…yeah, okay, I don’t like where it is now. You have to click a button to see it instead of it just being at the base of your editing window.
To continue: Happy New Year! I hope you had a great New Year’s Eve and Day and that you stayed safe and warm. On New Year’s Eve I went and got a CT scan, which was a terrifying experience as I’m claustrophobic. However, it will hopefully show if my spinal injury has deteriorated or not. (OK, seriously WordPress? You fucked up adding links? Jesus.)
Anyway, as I’ve thrown out my back three times in the past year, I think it’s time to see what’s going on back there and possibly get a referral to a neurologist. I was super lucky to get a CT scan before the end of the year, and going in and getting it was actually very fast. So I’m not displeased.2019 is the year of feeling less crappy. #spoonielife Click To Tweet
I have decided that 2019 is going to be the year I get my health back. Or, more accurately, the year I stop feeling like 100% crap all the damn time. Living with a spinal injury and acid reflux and all manner of chronic crap as well as mental illness means that I basically always feel like shit, and I’m tired of it, because there are small interventions I can do to lessen that feeling like shit thing.
2019 is also the year of better communication and finishing up projects! It’s the last year in this decade, the 2010s, so I want to get some stuff DONE, you know? I also want to communicate better — by which I mean, actually send out newsletters on a regular basis and blog more. Also maybe get a keyboard that can keep up with me so I’m not having to correct for missing letters every FIVE SECONDS, LAPTOP, I’M TALKING TO YOU.
So anyway, I’ve got some goals. Some writing goals. (I have other goals too but maybe one set of goals per post, or this will be waaaay too long.)
2019 Writing Goals
Overall: write 300 days this year & foster a consistent writing habit.
That means write throughout the year, don’t write for 300 days in row then take 65 off, which is kind of what happened last year, though not with those exact numbers. I’d rather miss day or two here and there but still be writing more or less on a daily basis throughout the year.
- Write The Moonrunner this year, preferably finishing by April.
- Write Anala, book 3 in The Bellica Trilogy, hopefully finishing by September.
- Write either book 4 of The Borderlands Saga or book 1 of the Isis Duet (which is the second series within the meta-series The Third Age, and happens right after Anala).
- Finish revisions of From the Ashes and get it ready for publication.
- Ideally: get The Moonrunner and Anala ready for publication as well, and publish all three before the end of the year. A lot of stuff has to go right and align for that to happen, though, so I’m not making it an absolute goal on this list, but an ideal one.
- Finish writing the short story I started in September and post it where I wanted to post it.
- Commit to writing more pieces of short fiction, even if they’re crappy/un-postable/so short as to be nonsensical.
- Write more short pieces within established stories/series that fill in gaps, but can’t be part of the main stories themselves.
- Year of the Micropoem! Write a bunch of these; enough for at least one book-length collection.
- Write more regular-length poetry as well.
- Post on a more regular basis here, at my Dreamwidth, and at my religious blog.
- Start up Mythology Mondays again!
- Actually post at Eventually a Hat.
- Learn how to blog better. Write the post and post it, don’t spend 10,000 years perfecting it to death. Not every blog post needs to be a masterpiece!
This is honestly a huge list, considering all the other stuff that’s happening for me this year. I’m trying to get a new job in my new career and I’m hoping to all the gods we’re going to be able to move house. As well, devoting this year to improving my health? Well, that’s a heck of a lot of stuff to be doing. Also I challenged myself to read 30 books this year which might actually be a sign of true insanity.
But right now I’m still riding on the elation of having finished From the Ashes before the end of 2018, and I’m in a sort of ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE, I’M GOING TO LIVE FOREVER mood. So I’m going to take that mood and ride it as long as I can, and then I’m going to keep acting as if it’s around even if it’s not.
Because half of life is faking it till you make it. 1% inspiration, 99% perspiration.
That said, I have perspired enough today (especially when I opened up my computer again and it said “Cannot open From the Ashes.scriv because the file does not exist” — it was a false alarm and the book is safe and safely backed up, but holy crap, I may have actually had a small heart attack), so I am going to go nap or read or something else relaxing.