I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t keep on top of things in the last half of 2020. I know I’m not the the only one and I’m trying not to feel guilty about it. Because sometimes, “shit happens”. 2020 sent major life changes in the latter half of the year, including a move to the city, a new day job, hospital visits for myself and three of my immediate family members, surgery for my beloved pupster, and more. Now that 2021 is here I’m reflecting on the year that was, and dreaming of the year that might be.
In previous years I’ve posted about my New Year’s goals. I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. After the way 2020 kept blindsiding me, I’m not sure that setting tangible goals is necessarily the way to go this year. I’m certain that COVID lock downs and restrictions are far from over, and while I still have goals and dreams that I’d like to achieve, it seems like setting specific goals may be difficult if we have continued interruptions like last year.
In 2020 I had a goal of publishing five of The Lady of Zion novels as well as six novellas. I didn’t even finish writing all these stories due to life. I’m proud that I did still release three of the novels (it took 11 years to publish the first two The Kingston Chronicles books so I consider that an improvement). This year my tangible goal is to release novels four and five. If things go well, I’d like to release the novellas too. But my intangible goal is simply: to get further along in my writing journey than where I am right now. I’m not sure what that will look like yet. But I’m open to opportunities.
2020 offered me a lot of opportunities with building a new life for myself in the city. It also offered me some opportunities professionally. In 2020 I joined several co-writing projects. Unfortunately these were not the right fit for me and after several months I left all of them. I made some fantastic new writer friends through these opportunities though, and I will forever be grateful for those relationships.
2020 was a year where I focused on self care. By that I don’t mean indulging in massages and facials (although I did do that too). I invested in me. I made decisions to improve me. I worked on my mental health and education, while I took a break from writing. I let go of things that brought me pain and fear. I was emotionally drained and I took the time to recharge my batteries. I spent time learning new skills to take forward with me into 2021.
In 2021 I want to continue on the path of self-improvement I started in 2020. I have health and fitness goals, education goals, and professional goals both at my day job and in my writing. Every new year is a cross roads, as is every choice. In 2021 I’m trying to make the choices that best serve my goals, that get me closer to where I want to be, and that make me happy.
I’m looking forward to what this year will bring. How about you?