It’s the day after New Years Day 2021. I have already made a list of goals for the year. Not resolutions. Those are too demanding and only serve to make me feel like a failure when I don’t accomplish them. Goals are different though. Goals can be on-going journeys that take however long they take. One of my goals is to pay more attention to my blogs. See, what I mean. I don’t resolve to write in them every day. For one thing, I know I won’t. But I would like to be more consistent about it. I’ve set the goal to finish editing and publish my new novel, My Neighbors from the Woods . It’s a story about a woman preserving her independence which just happens to include a family of Bigfoot as characters. I’m kind of hanging back on releasing it until its safe to gather in person and I can have a real-life book event. Also, on my list of goals that I hope to do in 2021 (but its okay if I don’t) is to publish a book of poetry that’s been on the back burner for a couple of decades. It has