The inspirational title of my day planner for 2020 is “Grand Plans”.
It’s funny how so many sayings about plans are negative ones:
“If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.”
“No plan survives first contact with an opposing force.”
“Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans.”
Once upon a time I used to review music albums and concerts on my blog.
I always enjoyed doing this because music is such an important part of my life. I only allow myself to watch TV/Netflix on weekends, but I listen to music all day every day.
I got away from blogging about music the further I progressed in my writing journey, centering most posts on that instead. This was especially the case after I reduced my blogging schedule from once a week to twice a month.
Every year I make New Year’s Resolutions, but last year, I conceived of them in a different way.
A way more conducive to my successfully achieving them.
And so 2019 draws to a close.
All year I’ve been working toward my three major goals for the year that I set on January 1, 2019 (my New Year’s Resolutions).
I did this primarily to convince myself to follow my own advice.
For many people, September is the true start of the new year.
It makes sense when you think about it: summer holidays are over; both grade school and university classes are recommencing; the days are shorter; the weather is cooler.
If I didn’t go now, I’d have to wait until 2021.
It was this—the inherent uncertainty of any long gap of time—that convinced me to go to the recent writers’ conference of the Historical Novel Society’s North American chapter, held June 20-23 in Oxon Hill, Maryland.
Writers’ conferences are expensive, even more so with the exchange from Canadian dollars for those held in the United States. Still, as a writer of historical fiction, I felt it was important for me to go.