Here we are at the start of a new year. Seems like just yesterday I was listing my goals for 2014.
Goals I didn’t meet. Maybe I set myself up for failure by aiming too high. Finishing 4 books in one year? Yeah, definitely a recipe for disaster. Just like everyone else, I spread myself too thin trying to juggle it all: home, work, writing, dancing. Something had to give and unfortunately it was my writing.
There will be no goals, resolutions, what have you, for me in 2015. I intend to do the best I can day by day.
We’ll see how it goes.
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