Mysteries, thrillls and chills . . . one story at a time.
Happy New Year, all!
I am so thankful to say that 2012 is finally behind us and I’m excited about the promised adventures of 2013.
My pastor has declared 2013 as the year of living PURPOSELY. His words rang through for me personally, as well as for the professional goals I hold as a writer. I’m almost ashamed to admit the extent to which I’ve allowed procrastination (I’ve deliberately written this word in lowercase to signify its lack of power in the face of a PURPOSE-driven life) to gain a toehold over my daily functioning, like a tic buried between the shoulders of a hairy dog.
I reviewed the annual goals I’d set for 2012 and was a bit disappointed. The year wasn’t a failure, it just didn’t quite move in the direction I’d planned; which, as it turns out, is not a bad thing. I may not have been able to tick off all of the goals set, but in the interim, I accomplished so much more. My identity as a writer is coalescing which I believe creates a stronger voice in my projects. I took a few risks, opened myself up to new possibilities and new opportunities and boy, the blessings just flew.
I have historically NOT made New Year’s resolutions because all they accomplish is to make me feel like shit at the end of the year. So this year, I’m going to return to that policy, with this one caveat: I aspire to become a published writer. I have 3 or 4 writing projects in the air, y’all and I’ve allowed procrastination to give me some serious arm muscles (it’s hard work keeping all that stuff in the air) but prevented me from finishing any of them. My year will be purpose-ful.
2013: My year of completion.