I’m blogging at Writing Wranglers and Warriors today about my New Year’s resolutions–or lack of them. Click on over and find out what’s on my new To Be Read list. Because I’m kind and generous as well as wicked and rebellious, I’ll tell you that titles range from The End of the Affair to Captain Underpants. It’s going to be a great year for reading, folks.
January 1 has come and gone, and here I sit with no long list of resolutions.
I swore off those things several years ago. They were always the same: lose X pounds, start every task early instead of late, keep a tidy house–I couldn’t say tidier, because it wasn’t tidy in the first place–sit less, move more, lose X pounds. And by the end of the January, I’d have broken them all, some because of my wicked, rebellious nature, and some because I forgot I’d made them.
Then I read these sentences by Pulitzer Prize-winning columnist Ellen Goodman:
We spend January 1 walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a list of work to be done, cracks to be patched. Maybe this year, to balance the list, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives…not…
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