So I Lied

Yeah, I seem to suck at this blogging thing. Well, I'm challenging myself to do two blogs a week for two weeks. I will set aside 5-10 minutes for it. I really think that's reasonable. It's a much more attainable goal than others that I've set for myself in the pass. Why do I set myself up to fail? I know we all do it, but why? Is it because failure is easier to deal with/justify than success?

Okay, I wasn't trying to get on a philosophical bender. Really.

My boyfriend challanged me to write this year. He actually created this whole Challenge, complete with daily word goals, and end of the year quota, and submission goals. In addition the writing, there's the reading. 1 fiction book a week. Last year I read roughly 37 books (a few I stopped because I just didn't have the time or I really loathed them). This year, I have to read 50 books.

I've been at The Challenge now for nearly a month. I've written 22,509 total this month. I have three short stories completed, one of which I'm polishing up to get it out the door by 1/31. I've also read 6 books this month.

Currently, I'm reading Supplying War: Logistics from Wallenstein to Patton by Martin van Creveld (yes it's non-fiction, but it's for research purposes) and Green Angel by Alice Hoffman. I have until Sunday to finish one of those books, and I highly doubt it will be Supplying War.

My 5 minutes are up. Back to work. Wish me luck.