We’re entering the final days of 2014 — how did you do on your New Year’s resolutions these past 11.75 months? Is there any leftover item to be carried over to 2015?
Who does resolutions after the age of 30? Anybody? As a youth, I was hopeful and happy in the belief that I could resolve things in a year. And I tried hard to do whatever at least through March. And then something or another came along and the resolution was out the window. Looking back from a much greater age, I can see that some of those resolutions were foolish, some unobtainable under the best of circumstances, and some that were well on their way to being true, through no help from me.
Under the circumstances, I cannot say how my resolutions fared, since I didn’t make any. I would have been surprised, very surprised, if you had told me last January that I would be a blogger by now. I would have been even more amazed at the thought that I would be a writer of fantasy with one book finished and at the editor. Since those wonders are enough to please me any year, I have to say that any resolutions would have paled by comparison.
I feel no need to make resolutions. I just look to the future and hope it will be better than the past. And this coming year has a lot to live up to, to be better than this year just passed. This has happened so rarely in my life that I am living in the glow, but writing fiercely to get the sequel of that first book ready to go. What would make this year better than the one just ending would be to be able to say at the end of the year that I have two books published. Now that would be wicked cool, as I used to say a long time ago.