Or it will when the sun comes up tomorrow. Hear me now and hold me accountable. I'm tired of feeling like crap because I'm not as in shape as I should be. I'm tired of being tired and not getting enough done as far as my writing goes. So, here are my end of the year resolutions:
I promise to start back to the gym TOMORROW night. I hope to go 5 days a week where I participate in either a class or individual exercise.
I promise not to drink as much...which shouldn't be a problem after my outrageous display during TX/ OU weekend. (Did I mention that to you?)
I promise to spend at least 20 hours a week on some kind of writing work- that can include queries, synopsis work, notes for new books, revising, brainstorming, contest entries, or just free-writing with specific characters in mind.
Life is too short not be happy with yourself most of the time. So, after hitting 35, I've decided I want to be happier with myself. I'm counting on you to harrass...er, I mean cheer me on to success! After hemming and hawing for weeks, I'm finally up for the challenge. The question is, are you?