It’s not that I object on prinicple to looking back to the past. I’m a historian. It’s what I do. I believe looking back is a necessary step to seeing where we’re going in the future. But this past year has been truly horrible, overall. The only reason I really want to look back on it is to make sure it’s well and truly dead. So, instead of one of those 2013 Round-ups, I’m just gonna write a little bit about the future today on this first day of the New Year.
2014 is unspoiled and still full of hope and promise. I’m hoping to write more, read more, and cook more creatively in the coming year. I hope my son decides to potty-train, and my pup settles into obedience like her mother. I especially hope our family can begin the process of recovering from all the unexpected (and expected) downturns and deaths we’ve experienced in the past year.
This is the year I’m going to finish my novel and begin the query process with it. It’s beyond time for me to stop sitting on this project and just do it already. As the phrase so elegantly goes, Time to shit or get off the pot. I’m tired of procrastinating my life away, and I’m going to do something about it. This year is going to be my year. Or else.
Happy New Year all. And Good Luck.