Some may read this goal and think that’s not so monumental, however, when you don’t have much time or energy it’s huge.

This monumental goal is to finish writing and editing an entire novel in six months. The basic story idea is there and mapped, it just needs to be massaged into something beautiful. (Not to mention I need to decide which basic story idea I want to run with since there are several.)

Over the next six months, I’ll be doing much more than just writing. I’ll also be detoxing my body–which I hope helps increase my energy and loosens my brain fog–and mapping out my time using a bullet journal and action planner hybrid method. Essentially I’ll map out my time each day, breaking up the large goal into smaller weekly and daily goals, with a little flexibility built in to handle the curve balls that life is known for.

If I remember, or feel so inclined, I’ll document the process here as I go along. Today is the first day wherein I need to place butt in chair and write for a solid 30 minutes.

Time is funny. It can slip by quietly–unnoticed–and before you realize it years have gone by. That’s what happened to me.

Back in 2011, I’d begun a story. That’s it. I hadn’t finished it and when I stumbled across this work, I read it eagerly waiting to see what happened. When I finished the last chapter, I wondered what happened. Then it hit me: If I wanted to know what happened, I needed to finish the story.

Then something else occurred to me: I’d started this story (and others) more than six years ago. What happened between then and now? What made me set them aside for so long and not even think about them until now?

Granted, I’ve thought about my characters and ideas every so often, and wanted to sit down to continue their journeys, but never seemed to get around to it.

I wonder if this year will be the year–the year when I take action and make some magic happen. I hope so.

This is, officially, the first post on Urban Honey Hunt. Since it can never be the greatest post on the site, this will remain a placeholder until I can conjure something profound to write.