My One True Plan

Do you have a Plan? Do you need a Plan? Have you had a plan fall spectacularly to pieces?

I have a plan. I have tons of plans. I have so many plans I can’t keep any of them straight anymore. I have so many plans that none of them ever come to fruition. I think the problems is the s I have at the end of that word. I have no single plan to focus on. I’ve got my world divided up into sections and each section has its own plan. I need one plan and all the parts of my life should head in that one direction. Why has this never occurred to me before?

There is no cohesion. I’ve done things to make each part of my life “peaceful” but they really aren’t because I am not happy in them when I am there and I am not getting anywhere. I am stuck and miserable. So let me make A PLAN and steer all of my other plans and areas of my life towards that one place I want to be.

So where do I want to be? What do I want for me? What is the one thing I want, the one place I want to be that without it makes everything else worthless and gives me no satisfaction?

I want to be a fiction writer and make a living at it, enough to support my current lifestyle and more and nt have to have a “day job.”

Everything I do from now on in any other part of my life must keep me on my path to this one purpose. I want to write this goal, plan, destination out as a PACTS sentence so it flows and I can keep it in my mind like a mantra that I can repeat over and over to myself.

*** I finally got the heater to work. It became 63 degrees by the time I figured out what I was doing wrong. I kept tapping on the button when I should have held the button down to set it. Now it can warm up in here which needed to happen so I can think of my one true plan. ***

My One True Plan is a good name. I like it. My sentence for My One True Plan in 30 words or less starts with me as the Protagonist. Who is the Antagonist in this plan? Myself and anyone else who tries to stop me from gaining my goal. The Conflict is my need to fit in, to please others and to be “normal” opposed to my need to write and write what is inside regardless of what anyone else will think of it. The Twist is that I want to be rich and yet keep my personal privacy. I want money to live in peace and take care of my family but I don’t want to be on stage. I am not an attention hound. Others can represent me. Others like my family who like to be actors and models and spokes people. They all make nice better than I do. The Scene is here where I live now with trips to far off places for research.

I must think about all of this and distill it down into my 30 word sentence.

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