I have just written down my October goals. I do this every month (write down that month’s goals, not my October goals – that would be weird, except for in October), and they cover all kinds of things, though they tend to focus on work and health/fitness.
I by no means always attain them – especially the health/fitness ones – but, as I touched on in my last post, I try to keep them to goals I can control. There’s no point in me writing, for example, that my goal is to win a BAFTA – especially as the BAFTA Film Awards take place in February, not October. No. Instead, for example, one goal I’ve written down this month is: ‘Deliver an outline I’m proud of, to deadline’. Those are pretty much aspects I can control when it comes to my current work project – which is, you guessed it, writing an outline (a prose document written ahead of a script) for some lovely producers, to an upcoming deadline in October.
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It’s strange reaching the end of The Year So Awful It Became An Adjective knowing that on a personal level, it was possibly my happiest, most fulfilling year yet. It’s also strange to look back and realise that most of the lovely things which happened to me in 2016 were things I hadn’t seen coming in 2015: I got engaged, I got married and I went to Santorini (yes, these three things are connected); I got a place on a political mentoring scheme (with Jess Phillips MP as a kick-ass mentor); I performed an all-singing, all-dancing All That Jazz routine in front of an audience (although the less said about my rendition of