Where did the year go? Can someone please tell me? I blinked and the year was history. In fact, the decade passed quicker than I think it should have.
Ten years ago tonight...
I was celebrating 2000 with my neighbors and kids. We decorated the living room with blue and silver balloons and streamers. I made tons of finger food and my ex got so drunk he was passed out in the bathtub when the ball dropped.
I remember thinking all the b.s. about Y2K was b.s. I wasn't online then. I didn't even own a computer. I was writing though, putting my story ideas on obscure bits of paper.
I will not mourn 2009, for it was a trying year for me. I will embrace 2010 with open arms and hold it close. This will be my year. Last year, I finished a novel. This year I will edit one and maybe lose my fear of failure.
No resolutions for me. I always break them. Instead I will make predictions.
I predict in 2010, I will live a healthier life. The year will pass just as quickly as the previous one, but I shall shed copious amounts of weight.
In 2010, I the Great Shay see, myself writing a query letter to a variety of agents. This act will cause me much relief and much stress as I will begin obsessively checking my email for responses.
2010 will be a year of love for the Shay. I will embrace many, especially myself. No, I won't get back in the dating game, but I won't be totally against having dinner and a movie with someone. (they must be a pretty special someone cause I'm a pretty special someone)
There will be travel in 2010. I see Shay traveling great distances, possibly even to Georgia and maybe even beyond.
Laughter will ring through the walls of Shay's new home and everyone who enters will feel the warm of her heart.
(why am I talking about myself in third person?)
Feel free to add your predictions for 2010 in the comments!
Happy New Year Everyone!
P.S. I plan on bringing in the new year writing so that I will spend the entire year writing.
Ten years ago tonight...
I was celebrating 2000 with my neighbors and kids. We decorated the living room with blue and silver balloons and streamers. I made tons of finger food and my ex got so drunk he was passed out in the bathtub when the ball dropped.
I remember thinking all the b.s. about Y2K was b.s. I wasn't online then. I didn't even own a computer. I was writing though, putting my story ideas on obscure bits of paper.
I will not mourn 2009, for it was a trying year for me. I will embrace 2010 with open arms and hold it close. This will be my year. Last year, I finished a novel. This year I will edit one and maybe lose my fear of failure.
No resolutions for me. I always break them. Instead I will make predictions.
I predict in 2010, I will live a healthier life. The year will pass just as quickly as the previous one, but I shall shed copious amounts of weight.
In 2010, I the Great Shay see, myself writing a query letter to a variety of agents. This act will cause me much relief and much stress as I will begin obsessively checking my email for responses.
2010 will be a year of love for the Shay. I will embrace many, especially myself. No, I won't get back in the dating game, but I won't be totally against having dinner and a movie with someone. (they must be a pretty special someone cause I'm a pretty special someone)
There will be travel in 2010. I see Shay traveling great distances, possibly even to Georgia and maybe even beyond.
Laughter will ring through the walls of Shay's new home and everyone who enters will feel the warm of her heart.
(why am I talking about myself in third person?)
Feel free to add your predictions for 2010 in the comments!
Happy New Year Everyone!
P.S. I plan on bringing in the new year writing so that I will spend the entire year writing.
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