The bustle and energy of a new year is hard to miss anywhere. It becomes a time of what I consider extremes. – Two to be precise.
On the one hand there is copious amounts of fun and cheer, tons of well wishes, joy and hope as the old is left behind and the new is embraced with renewed energy from individuals.
For about one week.
Then on the other hand, there are resolutions.
Which also last about a week.
Personally, I’m not a fan of starting out the new year by beating myself up over how shitty I’ve been to myself all of the previous year and how I need to change it all now that the calendar has been flipped for me.
2013 = Not so good a person.
2014 = Must be a better person.
Buy new shampoo.
Begin rat race to perfection.
Forget and pretend it never happened.
2015 = Make another resolution to buy a better shampoo.
I don’t see any new year as a time to get thin, quit smoking, visit the gym more, read more, finish the story I began writing, look better, feel better, have more/less sex, yell more/less at my kids, and compete for the title of Supermom/Career Woman/Bestest Wife of the Decade and all of those bullshit titles being handed out at every idle luncheon around the city.
It’s not that I have anything against self-improvement, but I do feel strange when I see people picking this time of year to concentrate on all that’s negative about them in an effort to be more positive for the next 364 days.
Why not just be positive?
So, when the year ends, I tend to reflect more on my life than be resolute about what I’m going to do about it because I was such a messed up failure in the previous one, and picked up such nasty habits because I lack in mind and spirit.
What a crock of shit!
My life may not be perfect, and God knows I’m not. None of us are, but it doesn’t have to be the start of a new year for us to realize it and set outrageous goals for ourselves so we can be better people.
The slate can be wiped clean at anytime and any place. Everyday if we so choose. Starting out the year with high expectations for ourselves because we’re actually just losers in so many areas of our lives is ridiculous.
Reflection is a good thing. It helps us to sort through rather than dismiss and/or jump the gun because something has to be done about this or that.
Aside from all the fun during my holiday, I’ve spent a lot of the last couple of weeks thinking back over things, my life, my family, friends, non-friends, situations, my writing etc. and believe me it has helped me tremendously in thinking forward.
No resolutions, just a clearer path of thought into the year ahead, and the future itself.
Having said all that, I’m going to step off my soapbox now and wish you all a very Happy 2014. – I’ve missed you all and writing for the blog which I barely had a moment to log into.
And, I don’t regret it. 😉
As I was browsing through the comments today I spotted a few new readers, so a very warm welcome to you who have just joined us. There’s plenty to read here and even more if you participate on the blog via comments. If you have any problems navigating etc. feel free to email us on firstname.lastname@example.org
I also see the return of some really old readers from about two years ago, so welcome back folks (and where the hell have you been?) it’s great to see you again.
As for the rest of you regulars… Thank you for the emails, comments and tweets over the holidays. It was wonderful how so many of you kept in touch. – Kisses, hugs and mush to all of you.
There’s going to be a lot happening here on Deranged Writers in 2014, and I think after how well received the Spirit of Christmas theme posts were, there will be many more themes popping up for all of you as the year progresses. So stay tuned for those.
Also, a few surprises in store as I plan to make this place more interactive between writers and readers, so check in as much as you can to keep up to date on that.
It’s great to be back and see you all still here, alive and kicking. It really is.
And, now if you all will excuse me, I have a couple of severely neglected stories I need to get back to writing. 😉