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It's FINALLY 2021!

 

Happy New Year!


And the world breathes a sigh of relief!

There's no looking back because looking back is equal parts heartbreaking and infuriating. I won't do it. I won't forget what we've been through, but I will do my darndest not to dwell on it. Not today Satan, as the saying goes.

I'm not good at resolutions, so I'm definitely not going down that route again. This year is all about one step at a time. I want my eyes forward, my head in the game, and my energy going to what makes me happy and what helps me achieve my quarterly goals. Yep, I said it. I'm only loosely planning one quarter at a time. That's a nice bite-sized chunk of this year.

Because I'm a firm believer in manifesting my dreams (with hard work, dedication, a little luck, & a lot of heart), I will share my Q1 goals with the world (or the one or two people who read this blog).

Here are my Q1 Goals, world. Let's make them happen!

1. I will fast draft three books in Q1. Fast drafting will get the stories out of my head, then the real work begins.

2.  I will blog 3x per week; engage daily with my fans on social media, and focus on my relationship with fans because without them I'm just a writer who writes for no one.

3.  My third goal is one I can't entirely control, but if I do the two items listed above as planned, goal three will fall into place.


Tell me. Do you set goals or make resolutions for the new year? Care to share any of what you have planned for 2021?


P.S. Want to read my books? (Of course, you do!) Follow this link: Ava Mallory's Books

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