He got up and sat on the edge of the bedstead with his back to the window. “It’s better not to sleep at all,” he decided. There was a cold damp draught from the window, however; without getting up he drew the blanket over him and wrapped himself in it. He was not thinking of anything and did not want to think. But one image rose after another, incoherent scraps of thought without beginning or end passed through his mind. He sank into drowsiness. Perhaps the cold, or the dampness, or the dark, or the wind that howled under the window and tossed the trees roused a sort of persistent craving for the fantastic. He kept dwelling on images of flowers, he fancied a charming flower garden, a bright, warm, almost hot day, a holiday—Trinity day. A fine, sumptuous country cottage in the English taste overgrown with fragrant flowers, with flower beds going round the house; the porch, wreathed in climbers, was surrounded with beds of roses. A light, cool staircase, carpeted with rich rugs, was decorated with rare plants in china pots. He noticed particularly in the windows nosegays of tender, white, heavily fragrant narcissus bending over their bright, green, thick long stalks. He was reluctant to move away from them, but he went up the stairs and came into a large, high drawing-room and again everywhere—at the windows, the doors on to the balcony, and on the balcony itself—were flowers. The floors were strewn with freshly-cut fragrant hay, the windows were open, a fresh, cool, light air came into the room. The birds were chirruping under the window, and in the middle of the room, on a table covered with a white satin shroud, stood a coffin. The coffin was covered with white silk and edged with a thick white frill; wreaths of flowers surrounded it on all sides. Among the flowers lay a girl in a white muslin dress, with her arms crossed and pressed on her bosom, as though carved out of marble. But her loose fair hair was wet; there was a wreath of roses on her head. The stern and already rigid profile of her face looked as though chiselled of marble too, and the smile on her pale lips was full of an immense unchildish misery and sorrowful appeal. Svidrigaïlov knew that girl; there was no holy image, no burning candle beside the coffin; no sound of prayers: the girl had drowned herself. She was only fourteen, but her heart was broken. And she had destroyed herself, crushed by an insult that had appalled and amazed that childish soul, had smirched that angel purity with unmerited disgrace and torn from her a last scream of despair, unheeded and brutally disregarded, on a dark night in the cold and wet while the wind howled

How To Create Successful Writing Goals

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Welcome to the New Year!

Have you made your writing goals yet?

Writing goals are one of those things most writers either shy away from or slouch into. But it doesn’t have to be that way.

Let’s look at 3 typical writing goals, and I’ll show you why they’re bad goals and how you can improve them.

1. Write a book

2. Get Published

3. Read X amount of books

First of all, let me say that all of these are good things to aim for. But if you write your goals this way, you’re destined to fail.

First Goal: Write a book.

If you really attempt to just “Write a Book,” it feels a little bit like this:

How about you try something more manageable? Something you can do on a daily basis? That way you will have a success every single day, and a series of successes will build into success for the year.

Your goal for writing should be more like:

  1. I’ll write 1 hour a day
  2. I’ll write 300 words a day
  3. I’ll write 1500 words a week

Those are small goals you can accomplish (or fail at) multiple times. Each time, you have the chance to start over and either succeed or fail again.

And if you do any of those goals consistently over a year, you will end up finishing your book within a calendar year. And small, daily goals won’t leave you feeling like you’re wrestling Andre the Giant.

2nd goal: Get published.


Maybe you have some short stories you want to publish, or a children’s book, or a novel.

Whatever it is, this goal doesn’t work because it’s an outcome that doesn’t rely on you.

In other words, you could do everything humanly possible to get published, and if the gatekeepers say “no,” then you’ve failed on your goal (but through no fault of your own!).

Don’t make goals that require other people to do things. Make goals that only require your own participation.

So how can we rewrite this goal?

  1. Submit my book to 15 agents/publishers
  2. Hire a professional editor
  3. Buy and read 3 books/PDFs on “How to Publish a Book”
  4. Attend 2 conferences where I can pitch agents

You see how all of those are actionable steps that depend on you?

Now you’re not waiting around hoping someone else fulfills your goal for you. At the end of the year, you will either know that you have tried as hard as you could to get published, or you have failed because of something you failed to do.

3. Read X amount of books.

Now, this isn’t a terrible goal.

In fact, in some ways it’s a good goal because it’s measurable. At the end of the year, you will either have read that many books or not.

And nothing is more essential for the growth of a writer than reading books.


But here’s some questions about this goal:

Are you reading the right books? 

Are you reading the books that will help your writing the most? Are you reading great examples of what you’re trying to write, and are you reading great teachers of writing?

Are you reading in the most profitable way?

Are you making notes as you go? Are you writing down the big picture ideas and things you notice at the back? Do you keep a writing journal that lists what you’re learning from each book? Are you reading too slowly or too quickly? (Yes, both too slow and too quick are common problems!)

Do a thorough self-evaluation of your reading based on these questions, and max out your reading potential. Since reading is the fuel for writers, you should pay close attention to what grade of fuel you’re putting into the engine.

Are you getting enough diversity into your reading? (of genre, literary time period, geography, gender, etc)

If you keep on reading in a narrow niche, you might be putting yourself in a corner. Read diversely. Read international books. Read poetry and business and self-help and short stories and parenting and creative nonfiction and novels. Read classic books and books of the present year. Read books by men, women, and authors of various ages.

If you do a rundown of the books you read last year, I bet you might be surprised at how narrowly you read. In this new year, make a concrete plan to expand that.

How would we rewrite this goal?

Well, we could make some goals like this:

  1. To read a certain number of books in a specific genre, like crime or poetry or writing guides
  2. To keep a writing journal, or to write 3 blog posts about books you’ve read this year
  3. To set aside a sacred time each day devoted solely to reading, say from 9:00 to 10:00 at night, or as soon as you wake up in the morning.

Don’t set yourself up for failure this calendar year by writing your goals in the wrong way.

Construct your goals with these guidelines in mind:

  1. Small daily tasks
  2. Measurable outcomes
  3. Innovative approaches that focus on depth rather than numbers

If you follow these ideas, you’re much more likely to be doing the happy dance at the end of the year:


Hope that was helpful! Happy New Year, and good luck with writing this year!

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