2019 Goals and Dreams

For the past two years, I've used this planner which was a lot of fun but doesn't change from year to year. So I've decided to do the best part of it right here. Bonus points. It creates no paper waste.

The goal is to write down 100 goals for the year ahead. Some of them are realistic and will easily be crossed out. Some of them aren't realistic, but I believe words are powerful.

As a writer, words always seemed magical, but my brain is a large part logical and I think I always tried to talk myself out of this.

The first year I used this planner I wrote that I would like to buy a piece of investment property. I didn't really think we would. Or I thought we might, but it was going to take seriously increasing my income which mean someone would either have to pay me for my writing--FINALLY--or I needed a much better job. 

Neither of those things happened, but we received a small amount of money (larger than a couple of hundred but not a enough to even make a dent in my student loan). And my husband stumbled across a piece of rural land priced very low. 

This piece of land didn't work out and wasn't ideal. But it did make us realize that there had to be similar pieces of land. On Halloween day 2017, we signed the title for our (hopefully) first piece of investment property.

So, 2018 came around and I wrote taking my daughter to Disney as a goal. I didn't expect it to happen. I'm trying to Dave Ramsay my budget like hell right now, and have been for a while. But I thought why not? You never know. For basically the first time ever we got a nice tax refund and went to Disney World. It's my favorite family trip ever.
With that being said, some of these will easily be crossed off. Some of these won't and some will be gifts from God and the universe.

1. Lose 25 lbs.
2. Lose 50 lbs.
3. Develop a healthy mindset
4. Lose 75 lbs.
5. Lose 100 lbs.
6. Have no sagging skisI know dream big, right? 
7. Learn yoga
8. Find friends to dance with
9. minimize sugar
10. eliminate coke-cola
11. wash my face 2x/day. Okay, so it's a little embarrassing to admit this on a blog, but my self care is like non-existent
12. Take a word formatting class
13. finish another book (can be novella)
14. sell a book
15. Make $500 writing
16. Find a career I love that contributes to society
17. Create a passive income stream
18. pay off van
19. pay off husband's truck
20. Go back to Disney
21. Go to Dublin
22. Go to Edinburg
23. Go to Cancun
24. Go to London
25. Go to Rome
26. Go to Madrid
27. See the Rockettes on New Year's Eve
28. Volunteer at least once a month
29. Find a local activist group
30. Build my community
31. organize the master bath
32. organize my closet
33. organize my bedroom
34. organize office
35. Organize kitchen
36. organize elf's room
37. organize garage
38. Lose no loved ones--I realize I have no control over this, but words have power so...
39. Go to Hawaii
40. Read affirmations daily
41. End 2019 with a thriving family
42. Pay off student loans
43. Pay off house
44. Donate $1000
45. take ballroom dance lessons
46. take a trip just me and the ELF--good luck talking Emil into this one. LOL
47. Take the Emils to AR
48. Pay cash for a couch
49. Pay off phone
50. Top Secret
51. Top Secret .2
52.  Outline a self help book or workbook
53. Write a financial planning book aimed at youngish women
54. start an initiative to minimize traffic accidents in the US
55. Give a TED talk
56. Finish reading The Extreme Art of Self Care
57. Read Get Rich Lucky Bitch
58. Find another book by Denise Thomas
59. Use eating zones
60. Take a mindful eating course
61. Get a door for the master bathroom
62. Go to Australia
63. Become a USAT bestseller
64. Become a NYT bestseller
65. Keep ELF in an IB school
66. Read a parenting book on discipline
67. spend more time with my Emils
68. I honestly can't believe there are 31 things left to do in the world.
69. Make $4000 w/ gigs this year
70. Read Traffic
71. Take an HTML class
72. Sign up to sub 
73. form a morning yoga/meditation habit
74. take a technical writing class
75. apply to stitch fix
76. Check my blog analytics
77. Check my blog settings
78. read an add organization book
79. investigate the benefits of creating an online guide
80. Research inbox $$
81. Research Swag bucks
82. Create a dream board
83. Quit venting!
84. Use a moisturizer
85. Give myself a bedtime
86. Go to a belly dance class
87. Remember to use the "suckies" list
88. Have lunch with a friend I don't often see once a month.
89. start a journaling project with the ELF
90. Take an Irish dance class
91. Let go of worry
92. Finish craft a life you love
93. Be content with what I have.
94. Make a weekly goal list 
95. Reward myself for accomplishing goals
96. Get Kavitha, Katie, and Ruth together for a girl's night
97. Send ELF to dance camp
98. Send ELF to art camp
99. Query or package "All I Want For Christmas"
100. revise and query women's world shorts from 2017.

Wrecking the Roads

It was 1990 something. 90? 91? 92? I can't remember, so we'll call it 91 since it's in the middle.
One warm and sunny February day--dude, it's TX. What did you expect?--my life changed.
My mom came and picked me up from day care early. When the teacher called my name I jumped up excited. I hated day care. I loved my mom, and I rarely went home early.
But mom stood in the hallway crying. I don't mean just a few tears running down her face either, although even that would have been disturbing. Mom was standing in the hallway all out sobbing. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong. She kept saying she would tell me and Josh together.
But the day care center couldn't find my brother, so mom's crying and refusing to tell me what was wrong went on for a while. But probably not as long as it seemed in my head.
After the little kid class had been located, Josh popped up saw Mom crying and asked "What's wrong?"
She said she'd tell us later.
She put us in the car and drove to McDonald's. We had no clue what was going on but weren't turning down happy meals. She bought two extras.
And then she told us. Her 24 year old little brother was in ICU in a coma and would likely die. The Tracks van he drove had flipped a few times and he'd been found in the curb behind my house. My uncle was driving poor and old people to doctor's appointments when he died.
Saying my life changed this day might seem overdramatic. It was my uncle, not my dad. But I'm not wrong, although that story is a different post.
Because this post is to say 2 years later, a friend of my parent's died in a car wreck. The whole car load died.
And 5 or 6 years after that, two my cousins--both high school aged--died in an automobile accident that left the other driver paralyzed.
The years proceeded, and I watched friends lost parents and siblings in car wrecks.
Time went on.
2018 struck with a vengeance. My mom's SUV was T-boned. My grandmother and nephew were in the car with her. My grandma broke 5 ribs and fractured her back in two places. My 7 year old nephew came out of it with a broken arm and a broken hip. Mom didn't come out of it. At all.
I didn't get in a car for a week. I'd known too many people who had died in car wrecks.
Three days before Christmas another family member died in a car wreck.
"You're being ridiculous..."
"It just seems like it right now..."
"Jeni, you're overreacting..."
But I'm not wrong. More than 40,000 people died in car wrecks in 2017. Accidental injury--thanks largely to car wrecks--is back up to the 3rd cause of death in the US.
I want to do something to fix this. Change it. It's too late for my family. But it's not too late for someone else's.
So, I'm crowd sourcing ideas. What's the best way to prevent these tragedies? Lower speed limits? More stringent traffic laws? Demanding our municipalities enforce current laws? Where is the best place to focus time and resources to save lives? 

Fiction in 2019

Dear Jeni,
You must bBe gentle with yourself.
I must Remember this is a work of art and love to feed your soul and make your mark.
This is not a job. Marketplace vitality doesn't matter.
No one else's opinion matters.

But...
In 2019, I would like to finish The Capital Hill series and query Silver Lining.
And if you can't, there will be another year.
The ELF will still eat dance  thrive.
Your husband will still fight with you.
Your house will be clean some days and not as clean others.
You will survive, because you've survived so much more.
What matters is that you keep the joy. You don't stress out yourself or your family with a lack of success a perverted culture's definition of success.
All you need to be, all the ELF needs you to be, is happy.

Peace, hope, and love.
The Real ~J~

From Jen to Zen

Some of you know me as a quirky, compelling, and sometimes controversial fiction writer Beth Fred. Or you may know me as the over-stressed dance mom, Jeni, who barely makes it through the day.
If you know me from the writing world, you're probably wondering why you're reading this since I announced a year ago I wasn't writing any longer. I committed to a year, but no one really expected me to pick it up again, least of all me.
And yet here I am.
That commitment to a sabbatical turned out to be a safety boat that I couldn't have planned for but have to be thankful for. God and the universe cleared my plate for the chaos that would become my 2018. I'm not saying it's over yet, or that I feel better...
But I'm still standing.
I survived.
And now I'm back.
And the nature of this blog has changed. It started as a book blog in 2010. I reviewed 52 books, found a genre I loved, converted my book blog to a writer's blog, went back to a book blog, scored an agent, published a book with an imprint of the big red H, found myself back in the slush pile and started over. LOL.
If you've been with me since the good ole days, thank you. And you might find 2019 boring. My project for this year is self-improvement. I can't commit to writing fiction this year, because I'm still working on keeping my crap together, but journaling has always been how I survived a storm from a very young age. Online journals don't pollute the world by ending up in a landfill, and the occassional support is much appreciated.
I'm here to find peace this year.
Romance World becomes from Jen--the previously mentioned angsty, over-stressed dance mom--to zen.