
I sat an unrealistic goal for myself over the weekend. Shoot, I set an impossible goal for myself over the the weekend.
In other words, I set myself up to fail.
But did I?
I decided I would add 8000 words to my WIP (work-in-process) by Monday night. Under normal conditions, that would have been a stretch, but we had plans both Saturday and Sunday, and Monday there were a couple of domestic duties scheduled (clean underwear is a good thing).
I didn't come close to achieving my goal. But what I have now that I didn't have on Friday is a clear "what's next" for my scenes. That has always been a stumbling block for me. Which thread do I pull now?
So although I didn't make the 8000 (and we all know I didn't expect to make the 8000 from the get-go), I was propelled and compelled to figure out a plan.
A friend gave me a plaque that says, "Shoot for the moon . . . even if you miss you'll land among the stars."
So today, I'm off to play in the glitter of star dust—with just a trace of moon dust to keep me motivated.
Are you feeling glittery, or just dusty? What do you do to shake it up or shake it off?
CR: The Fourth Watcher by Timothy Hallinan in hardcover. An absolutely amazing series beginning with A Nail Through the Heart which I read on my Kindle.
It's all better with friends.

