Well played, New Year, well played.
Just a few short days ago, I listed my few, fairly simple resolutions (lifted from a well-timed tweet). To review, I resolved to:
1. Read more.
2. Write more.
3. Worry less.
Now, I have this theory about resolutions, a theory of the be-careful-what-you-wish-for-variety. I mean, if you resolved to be patient, then you will undoubtedly have the most patience-trying events rock your year. It is just the way it goes.
So, the New Year, (or Universe, or whoever is in charge of ill-formed resolutions) had this fun little spin for mine. More time to read? You got it! More writing time? It is all yours! Worry less? Well, I'll see what I can do about that.
How do I get these wonderful things? By catching a hideous illness (of the bronchial-ailing variety). I can't do any of the cool things I wanted to do over break. I can't even go outside for long (strange anti-biotic sun reaction)!! And the weather is GORGEOUS. But I am trapped inside. Alas.
So, notebooks, books and keyboards, here I come!
Again, I commend your cleverness, 2012.
In other news, I highly recommend getting a book gift for yourself, just to start out the new year. I mean, why not? I bough one YA, one MG and one PB back in December as a promise to myself that I WOULD have more time for reading (pre-illness, naturally).
|Loved this creepy YA. Really a fun book for teens, and for me. I've got to say, I am a sucker for a London ghost story with a fun narrator. Just what I needed to forget about coughing.|
|Gorgeous and moving and just WOW. A perfect story. I wouldn't have changed a thing. And I loved those moments when I was muttering to myself, "HAZEL! Don't do that!!" |