Dear Reader:
For a long time I would save my floating holiday for the 29th of December to be able to have to day off to celebrate our youngest daughter's birthday. Since she is out of the area now, there is no need to do this. I've taken it already this month. So tonight I set here reflecting upon the fact that her mother and I won't see her tomorrow and I confess this leaves this year ending on a flat key.
Year endings often seem melancholy to me. It's seems like it has been a while since I recall feeling upbeat about a year that has passed or particularly excited about the new one we are embarking on.
I confess that I try to approach each new year walking a fine line between seeking to improve myself and yet shying from specific New Year Resolutions.
I've talked before about my obsession with organization and my challenge turn it into action. This year I hope to tackle one thing at a time get things in better order. Starting with cleaning up my laptop and better organizing the files on it, especially my writing files. I also want to organize my paper files better. But these are just starting points. I confess that I often put things in places where I think I can easily retrieve them only to find that I can't quite recall where that place was. Ugh!
Tonight I checked out the annual debut poets roundup in the latest edition of Poets & Writers. This is one of my favorite features in P&W because I'm always interested to see if I know anyone who made the list. This year none of them were familure to me. Still, I enjoy reading the little bullet information about each one of the. How old they are. How long they were working on their manuscript. How long it took to find a publisher. Number of contests, etc. Their advise to others. I confess that reading these makes me wish I had started writing at least 15 years earlier.
Wishing my daughter happy birthday! Wishing everyone a safe and happy New Year. See you at the confessional in 2011!
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