So I just got done reading Arnold Schwarzenegger’s autiobiography Total Recall that tells the story of his life from his early days until the late 2000s when it was published. I have to say I came away from the book inspired. Say what you will about the guy, but he has a work ethic. He saw a goal, decided he was going for it, and didn’t let anything like doubts or second guessing stop him once he set one of those goals.
It’s inspiring stuff, and it’s inspired me as well. I’ve had a few projects that I’ve been kicking around and I’ve decided that I’m going to try a new experiment. I call it the Year of Busting My Ass.
What does that mean? Well it’s actually pretty simple. It means I’m going to come up with some goals, and for the next year I’m going to bust my ass to make sure those goals become a reality. It won’t be the first time I’ve done something like this. Having my daughter home with me watching her and working has reminded me of the most productive time in my life back in 2014 when I was busting my ass writing, working a full time job, and helping to take care of my brand new son.
Basically it’s when I feel a time crunch that I’m at my most productive. At least that’s the idea. So here are the goals that I’d like to accomplish week to week for the next year:
- Write 5500 words a day every day with breaks for holidays.
- Set up a regular schedule of posting under my romance pen name every six weeks, alternating slightly between niches and working on two at a time so that I’m getting something out every three weeks or so.
- Get back into a regular schedule with my steamy romance/erotica pen name so that I’m releasing a new short/novella of around 20k-25k every three weeks.
- Publish a new episode of my epic fantasy comedy podcast every week.
- Publish two audio chapter episodes of my supernatural thriller/urban fantasy/horror comedy audiobook podcast every week as individual episodes.
- Publish an episode of my writing motivation podcast every week.
- Exercise for an hour and a half every day and get back into shape, because this tubby look isn’t working for me.
- Clean up my diet and start eating a more healthy and balanced diet to support my desire to get in shape, because this tubby look isn’t working for me.
- Get seven to eight hours of sleep a day.
- Make $150,000 in the next year from all of my writing and podcasting efforts.
Are all of those doable? Maybe, and maybe not. I think they’re certainly possible given past performance. It’s just a matter of buckling down and actually doing in the work.
I’m gonna be honest here. I’ve been in a bit of a slump this past year and a half. It started with my grandma getting sick and ultimately passing at the end of 2015, then we moved to a new house in the middle of 2016 which took move of my time than I’d like even though it was totally worth it. My dad was diagnosed with cancer about a year ago and died at the end of September 2016 which did a number on me even if I wasn’t willing to admit it to myself at the time. Then my wife got pregnant which we were totally trying for, but having a pregnant wife and then a new baby in the house is a surefire recipe for messing up even the best planned schedule.
In short there’s been a lot that’s happened in the past year and a half and I feel like I sort of dropped the ball. I got used to coasting along with the success I’ve already achieved even though I knew that success wasn’t going to be enough for me. I still have things I want to accomplish in my indie career, and I feel like getting to the point where I have a good full time income I can use to support myself and my family is only the beginning.
It’s time to stop with excuses. It’s time to buckle down and get shit done while also maintaining a work/life balance. It’s time for the year of busting my ass.
September 2016 was a really bad time for me where I didn’t get any work done because I was dealing with a terrible loss and being there for my family. September 2017 is going to be the month I get back the old me who worked his ass off to get where I am now, and hopefully achieve things beyond anything I could’ve imagined when I was quitting the day job.