Ugh, It’s that time of the year again. Time to make new year’s resolutions and then psych myself out and not stick to them. This year, I’m going to make less concrete goals. Maybe by not promising myself that is too big to achieve I’ll actually be able to accomplish something.

First Goal- Writing. In 2020, after daddy died, I rediscovered my passion for writing. It’s been amazing telling stories, and having a few (really, not many) read what I have to say. Goal for 2022- write more, write often, and write better. I want to write more romance, more drama, and more of all the good stuff (you know, the sex). I plan on expanding and writing clean romance and dirty romance. My plan is to write short stories and release those individually. These will be the type of stories my mama will read, since she’s terrified to read my ‘sex’ books. I also like to write these kind of inspirational, Hallmarkish stories. Even at 41, I’m still an idealist. I’ve seen the worst of humanity this past year, but I still crave those feel good stories so I’m going to try to create my own. I also plan on continuing my new adult series, both the Crestwood novellas, and the Growing Pain series. Those, of course, will have the good stuff, aka the dirty stuff. I feel like that stage of life, your early 20s, is a LOT about sex, so it only makes sense to include it. My second book in the Growing Pain series, Loving You, comes out on February 18. Not really plugging here, because let’s face it if anyone is reading this, you probably do read my stuff. But I’m thinking nobody but me and God are probably paying attention, so just discussing my future plans with myself…Ha.

Second Goal- Be more present. Okay, this goal sounds a little hokey. I attended this whole corporate meeting one time about being present. It was pretty pointless. I want to be more present for my kids, for my husband, and for my friends. I tend to block them out when I’m working on something, and I spend way too much time on my phone. I need to re-arrange my schedule so that I get more done at night, after the kids have gone to bed. I tend to piddle around during that time, and read my sexy books then. Not that I’m going to give those up completely, but perhaps it would be better to work at writing at night, rather than typing notes incessantly on my phone or laptop. I want to know my kids. I want to play with my kids. Because at the end of the day they are more important than anyone else, even my need to conquer the world one romance story at a time.

Third Goal- Be healthier. Yep, I said it. I’m overweight by like 80 pounds so of course, I had to include nutrition and exercise in here. I’m not going to go hard into explaining this goal except to say that I will take steps to make sure that I live longer for my kids. This includes continuing to see my trainer (yes I have a trainer named Nia who kicks my ass on a regular basis) and making steps to eat better.

What’s your goals for the new year? How are y’all doing? Please stay healthy out there. I’m tired of seeing sick people where I work, and I don’t want to lose any more patients. Here’s to hoping 2022 is the year we finally kick COVid’s butt!

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language, And next year’s words await another voice.” T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

Love You All,