Ok, so I said I wasn’t going to blog but this was too good not to share.
This past weekend, I was feeling pretty crappy about not getting more done on my novel. Overly ambitious planning coupled with an intense work schedule and a sudden left field attack of vicious allergies (rain, rain, come my way; wash this pollen all away!) can do that to a person.
Thank goodness for blogging friends who are brave enough to admit the same.
It’s nice to know I’m not alone.
Mridhu Kullar Relph posted about having to scale back her expectations a bit too in favor of more manageable goals. Specifically, actual accomplishable goals.
What a terrific idea.
Instead of setting pie in the sky goals, I need to set better ones. Ok, so my work and allergies wipe me out by the end of the week. Why can’t I get my rest AND focus on only 25 pages at a time?
That certainly seems possible.