Yes, I had goals. No, I haven’t achieved them. Yet. They haven’t changed, and I still have them.
It’s actually just one single goal: become a better writer. Maybe it is true that I have become better at writing, but I’m not even a real writer yet. I haven’t even finished a story, let alone a book, or even published one.
I always say that the journey is the goal, and that may be true for life, but there are some things that need to be finished before the Great Goal is fulfilled. Sure, I have a lot to do, I have a job where I work 50-60 hours per week. I aims to keep that job. My roommate and I have 3 cats, who eat and litter a goddamn lot. My room is still merely a place to sleep, not a place to live, and definitely not a comfortable place for writing. The kitchen has improved much since I built a counter, but there is hardly any other furniture there. And all of those things currently have priority over writing, which is also why my posting has been so sporadic recently.
But I will be back. And that is mostly because of the mostest awesomest internet community that exists, the wordpress.com friends I have the privilege of being a part of.
Yeah, that’s you, readers. Feel honored 🙂