So, in retrospect, this was the year of Learning to Say No. Which maybe doesn't sound particularly momentous...unless you're almost pathologically committed to the smooth flow of other people's agendas. In which case standing firm like a stubbornly rooted stump, and insisting other people's agendas flow around
you...kind of becomes a big deal.
Okay, the lesson came as a result of becoming completely overwhelmed, and feeling obligated and exhausted by other people's expectations. And I still don't like saying no. But I did
and I can
Writing wise...this year was like being on a treadmill. Sure, every so often, I'd fire up the machine, but I didn't really go
anywhere. I have a bad habit of working myself into a rut. A nice rut, a comfortable rut, a rut that I feel at ease with...and not challenging myself to move beyond that. And it's nice not to have to face the fear of sucking...
...but it also kind of sucks not feeling the satisfaction of meeting a challenge. I've had so many ideas that I never even got started on because they were outside my comfort zone, or they seemed like they'd be too much hard work (I am nothing if not laaaaaazy), or it was just easier to stay inside my safe space.
So this year, I want to challenge myself more. Write more, and in different ways. Get into some kind of a routine.
Also - finish things
. Because follow-through is a virtue I would very much like to acquire.
So - vaguely formed resolutions
1) Form own definite agenda and evaluate it against other peoples' agendas before saying yes to anything - esp. drama.
2) Challenge self writing wise.
3) Use actual treadmill as more than a tortured simile for writing.
4) Learn to juggle (I would love to be able to do this!)
5) Complete year without crashing into Bruv's car (or anyone else's car for that matter).
Episode: The Goat
Story Number: 9( the goat part 3Collapse )