This week I set low expectations. Behind, as I am in finalizing my plans for 2021, I gave myself a VIP pass. After 2020, I determined the universe owed me a hard reset after a relaxing deep breath. I didn’t set word count targets for the first three days of the new year. New Year’s Day was slated for rest. No housework, and zero day-job work, left an open schedule. Who stipulated New Year Resolutions must begin on January first? Why not take the entire weekend? I decided Monday worked exceeding well as an arbitrary start date.
Funny things happen when you have unstructured time lying at your feet. When you have firmly ingrained certain habits into your daily existence, they are hard to abandon. I was in for a pleasant surprise when I realized that I wrote 588 words yesterday. It makes me wonder what might happen on Monday.
Did you write yesterday?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer