Resolve is such a hard thing.

 The reason I started this blog is that I have the goal of being a published author. I  like to write poetry, have an idea for a childens series.  But I am going to have set some time aside specifically  to concentrate on this goal.   I want this badly, the more I think about it, the more I want it.  I would like some feedback or advice.  I am listening to Jakob Dylan in hopes of inspiration.  I have found in the past that being outside all alone and quiet provides good fodder for my imagination and creative flow.  Thats the hippie in me.  Or cave person, depending on how much you view me.   I have not told my husband about my writing goal yet.   I don't think he will take me seriously.  He is not a "book" person and while he is skilled with creating, fixing things with his hands, literary pursuits would bore him.   My poetry scares him.  I can be expressively dark and he is not comfortable with that in any way.  He was raised in a very safe and loving home.  Sheltered from life' blasts.  Opposites attract they say.  I have been happier just this past week with having a goal outside of the "mommy life".  The children suck so much out of me, that I want something that is mine, only mine.  A way to express and be recognized and bring in some income that is uniquely mine and satisfying.   I will do this.  My goal is 20 poems by Christmas.  Only 20, because I want to turn out beautiful poems, not drivel.  Perhaps an outline to the children's series?  There is only one of me, this could present some challenges.  Resolved.  Keep me accountable.  Enjoy the snow if you live in Ohio.  I am trying my best to ignore the forecasts.  My son has repeatedly asked for me to make pumpkin pie.  Maybe  tomorrow will be the day!