GOALS, GOALS, GOALS
We’re already in the second quarter of 2014. How the frilly heck did that happen so fast?
I have to say that getting through March was the slowest, quickest, hardest, breeziest experience I’ve had this century.
The major move is over. The old place is in my rearview mirror. But now it’s time to make this place a home, my Sanctuary, and it just so happens to coincide with the Day of Fools.
Oh, boy. Bumpy roads ahead.
And two steps back.
Thanks, Daylight Savings Time.
Well, in the defence of something as intangible, as ferociously fleeting as time, I can’t say it takes all the blame.
Just ask my eye bags. More like steamer trunks considering I’ve gone beyond burning the midnight oil. I think I doused the darn thing with an extra can of kerosene.
There are those who wish there were more hours in a day, but really, people, do you think you’d spend those hours any better than you do now? Won’t it just end up being a longer period of time within which you can cram, panic, forge ahead, procrastinate, lounge, and every combination thereof?
Alas, my Week in Review comes one hour–and a day–late. Perhaps, this time around, it can be my Week in (P)review, as well.
… couldn’t tell ya.
At least, not without checking the updates online.
Why, pray tell, am I missing out on what I’ve been told is a pretty fun party with Ellen and a few million of her friends?
Been busy, yo.
Here’s the skinny.
THE METHOD TO THE MADNESS
This month, I join fellow writers in hosting March Madness. It’s the brainchild of the lovely Denise Jaden and is like a month-long Super Bowl for the #wipmadness family. Click the wordle pic above to set creative goals for March, stay for daily encouragement, and keep coming back for fun, support, and YAY, prizes!
But first, we begin this month with a post on goals. I must get the business side of things out of the way: assess February, declare a word war in March, and hope to the Tardis on high that April chimes in with success all-around.
Here we go…
And not a celebration of Jon, either.
Just as a Lannister always pays his debts, there’s a phrase that another family keeps on saying. But, I didn’t want to believe it, especially in Vancouver.
Considering it’s almost March, and last week was surprisingly warmish in the double digits with sunshine, I’m not surprised the entire city is covered in a blanket of snow that continues to thicken.
Textploits of the Writerly Persuasion 