I don't really do resolutions. Last year I wrote a tongue in cheek look at what I hoped to attain in the coming year. Was I successful, well, I still have an attitude, I still laugh a lot, I still find joy in as much as I can and I still have a big problem backing down. Tough.
With the exception of losing my hero, this year wasn't bad. A bunch of new doors have opened for me, I've made a lot of great contacts, enjoyed a lot of live music and reconnected with some people who are very important in my life. It also means I'm a year older and the numbers I'm hitting ain't pretty.
So what's in store for 2013? Who the hell knows. I was just gonna laze around today and not even write until I started reading all my online peeps new posts. So I start my new year being shamed into writing. All things considered, I've been shamed into a lot worse.
Will I write a novel? Very doubtful...my attention span lately is more twitter-like than War and Peace. I will write short. Lately, I've been doing a lot of short. For someone who up to a couple of years ago, avoided an online footprint like the plague, I am now everywhere like
So thanks to all of you who have stopped by from time to time... personally I don't get it. I am grateful though. Hopefully I will continue to amuse, annoy or fill you with apathy for some time to come.
First of the year, one post written. And I didn't even have anything to say.
I guess you might have noticed that.
It is what it is.
Happy New Year.