Recently, I’ve been thinking about goals, accomplishment and rewards. It’s interesting how our ambitions change as we age.
|Finishing this beauty is part of one of my goals|
I spent the majority of this weekend writing my novel for NaNoWriMo. I finally surpassed the 15,000 word mark. Last night, while I waited for my husband to finally come to bed, I finished reading the book I’ve been struggling with for about a month and managed to get past the 90% mark on the ebook I’m reading.
That’s quite a bit of literary work, especially for someone with dyslexia. I don’t think the writing I’ve done is much good, but at this point, just getting the words generated is worth the effort. My reward for all of that?
Well, the immediate one was more housework and the desire to sleep for the rest of the week. Once PayPal transfers funds, the longer term reward will be a henna kit for my hair. I’d like to have more red up top for my sister’s wedding at the end of the month.
When I look back at my life, though, I wonder what elementary school me would have thought if someone had told her that she’d grow up to be a writer.
Back then, my goals weren’t quite as clearly defined. Sure, my teachers and parents set goals for me to reach, which I did eventually, but my personal goals?
I don’t remember having any, other than making it through the day in one piece. My hoped for rewards were often the chance to curl up somewhere quiet and get lost in an imaginary world. Do all kids lack the drive I did back then? Or was that just another symptom of being in a system which couldn’t accept or understand how my little mind worked?
The whole reason we set goals is to somehow better ourselves, whether it’s to live to see another sunrise, or to get a promotion at work. For today’s kids, many goals adults set for them are geared towards getting them to milestones set based on various forms of developmental theories. Each child, however, needs to discover their own motivations, and eventually how to meet self imposed goals based on that drive.
There’s nothing wrong with changing goals as adults, either. This month, some of my goals are as follow:
- Complete an at least 50,000 word novel
- Enter sci-fi short story contest
- Keep blogs updated, and work ahead enough to leave the last week of November mostly free
- Ready the house for company
- Finish gifts for immediate family coming in from out of town
Next month? The goals will be different, and that’s ok. We each strive for unique prizes, and so long as no one’s hurt in the process, where’s the harm in that?