On December 31st, we ushered in another year. Many cheered with excitement and toasted to Auld Lang Syne. And under the influence of the bubbly, came the New Year’s resolutions. I’ll lose weight and get in shape. I’ll be a better person. I’ll spend less and save more. All promises, which I may say, are rarely kept beyond a few weeks.
I’ve learned a long time ago, not to make New Year’s resolutions. Promises that are so outrageous, they are laughable. I’ve accepted myself as I am, but I still have goals. Each morning, I try to improve on what I missed the day before. They are not resolutions or promises. I call them my daily ambitions. It is the human condition to strive to live better and accomplish something. Some days we reach our objectives and some days we don’t.
Last New Year’s Eve I didn’t make any resolutions and 2016 started out with a bang. In January, 518 Publishing Company, LLC was created. Short stories were accepted, and we are on schedule to publish our 1st analogy this spring.
I also published a children’s book, ‘Pink Sneakers in Space’ in 2016. Publishing a book was a personal ambition I had for years. What writer doesn’t want to see their words in print, and on a shelf in a bookstore? I have many stories started, but never felt they were polished enough. After hemming and hawing, I finally pushed the button.
I’m now writing the sequel, ‘Pink Sneakers on the Run’, but I’m stuck. I sit in front of my computer and go blank. Writer’s block? Yup. To shake things up, I decided to work on another story that has been dormant for too long, and I’m still struggling. Every day I tell myself I’m going to sit down and write. Do I do it? Barely. This is my worst flaw, procrastination.
So this year I am going to make a resolution. I’m going to write 300 words a day. I know that it may not seem like a lot, but to someone who puts things off, it’s an attainable goal.
I guess New Year’s resolutions may not be that bad after all. Of course, only if I keep my promise and write.