If you’d ask me, I’d tell you that I’m an optimist. So why is it, then, that for so many years my New Year’s resolution has been, “I resolve not to make a stupid resolution, ’cause the last thing I need is another commitment I can’t or won’t keep.” In retrospect, I believe that’s what folks might call half glass full thinking. Better to try — and maybe fail — than not to try at all. And so…
- To quit smoking. And to keep quitting, until it sticks.
- To get serious about exercise. I actually got a jump-start on this one (is that cheating?) by starting a regular program on my shiny new rower. I’m four weeks in, and I’ve made a major discovery… there are muscles in my ass! Who knew?
- To find the center on that whole work / life balance thing. ‘Cause honestly, I don’t know that I need to prove anything to anybody anymore.
- To get more green. Okay, so I’ve started this one, too… but buying a few compact fluorescent light bulbs only goes so far.
- To write a scene every day. Which is a lot less scary than resolving to write a novel. And more practical. And while I’m at it, I’d better resolve to not start every day’s writing by endlessly editing and revising what I wrote the day before.
- To be an advocate for things I believe in. I was struck recently by a passage written by Kim Stanley Robinson in Red Mars:
“They were so ignorant! Young men and women, educated very carefully to be apolitical, to be technicians who thought they disliked politics, making them putty in the hands of their rulers, like always.”
It blew me away; it was so true, and struck so close to home. I’m not so young as I used to be… maybe I can tweak that ignorance factor, too.
How ’bout you?