So It’s A New Year…

Throughout the decades I’ve been asked so many times: “What’s your New Year’s resolution?”.  Every time, I’ve said the same thing, or approximately so: “I don’t make any”.  I know I’m not alone in that.  The reasons are probably various amongst those who reject the practice, but one probably stands highest.  Why make a resolution?  You either pick that which you know you can achieve, or you pick something that you just know you’ll fail to keep up.  Why set yourself up for failure?  If you’re not doing that, then the chances are that you really don’t need the spur as you would have succeeded in your ambition anyway.

I could so easily make a resolution to concentrate more on writing, or organising my activities better.  Those ideals, however, would prove far more difficult, in reality, than, say, resolving to give up smoking!  The simple fact is that I’m like a ship sailing dangerous waters in a storm!  I can aim to do something, and can make every effort to succeed, but Life has a say in all things.  A plan to, say, write a short story in a week might well be negated completely by a renewed bout of ill health.  In truth, not doing something is far easier to achieve – such as giving something up, however laudable that act might seem in itself.

Resolutions need to be realistic.  Unfortunately, none of us know what we’re truly capable of until we endeavour.  Even then, it’s very easy to reach a point at which we say that we’ve tried our best but not quite succeeded, simply because it’s convenient, or easier, to do so.  From what I’ve observed, those who make New Year’s resolutions set themselves up for either embarrassment (by announcing to any who ask what that resolution is) or much sought after congratulations (if successful).  How many would bother if there was no announcement of intent?  Is it, in fact, a kind of gambling?  We back ourselves to achieve something and expect a good return in plaudits if we succeed, but knowing that we may have to suffer some mockery (however gentle) if we fail.

I’ll fall back on one response I gave in the past: “I’ve resolved not to make New Year’s resolutions”.

~ Steve

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An author since the age of 13 years, writing again dominates my activities. My "Imagineer-ing" blog is my primary site. Also: Beginner knitter since November 2010. Favourite knitting techniques: cable and lace. Beginner cross stitcher. Beginner jewellery maker. With the promotion of self publication and all the other work that has been going on here, Dad decided around 2am this morning (22/11/2013) that it was time to begin his next adventure. He was seen off earlier the previous evening by myself, my brother, my sister in law, and my sister, as well as his wife (our mum), and an enigmatic being known only as A Lorraine. After this time of story telling, laughing, crying, joking and mickey taking, we saw how tired both mum and dad were, and we decided to leave them under the (sometimes) gentle care of The Lorraine. When Dad found the timetable for his travels, he let Mum know gently, which woke her from her drowsing, then, with the same gentleness he showed in this universe, he boarded his favourite mode of transport, the Interdimensional Steam Train, and set off with a smile and a wave. For those of us closest, that smile was a reminder that his pain has ended, and the wave, an indicator that he will pop in to all those that knew him, from time to time. Usually at the most inconvenient and in opportune moments he can. While we are sad that he is no longer here, we are happy he now has no pain, and is experiencing more extraordinary things that his writers mind will be frantically weaving into a new story. Posted by Son Damien

2 thoughts on “So It’s A New Year…

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