Happy New Year's Eve! I was just chatting with a co-worker about New Year's resolutions. She told me hers and I told her that mine was to give up soda for one year. She said she would believe it when she saw it. She suggested that I try giving it up for one month. Nope, going for the full year.
My reasoning is because another friend at work had heard a radio personality give up Mountain Dew (my personal favorite), for a year and lost 30 pounds. He didn't do anything else different. Since I drink too much soda, and am advancing in years, I thought it would be a good challenge, and a way to save some money.
While I was contemplating that as I drank one of my last Cokes for at least a year, I thought, what else can I do in 2009? I have always said I was a writer. I had wanted to be a writer and had a subscription to Writer's Digest even before my subscription to Soldier of Fortune magazine. I have had some minor stuff published. But I know quite a few writers-real writers; ones that have been published and on the New York best seller list. And they all say the same thing-write every day. So I figured this would be another resolution, to write every day. Since I work for a newspaper and sit in front of a computer for at least 16 hours a day, at work or home, this should be something that I do. And with blogs all over, the pressure to keep at it, especially if I start having my friends view this, would keep me at it. In conjunction with that, I read an article about a photographer who took a picture a day for a year. Since I have also been a professional photographer (no really, I had people pay me to take their pictures, have been published and had a studio, but that was all before my divorce) I think that is something else I am going to do. While I no longer have any of my photography equipment I do have a small digital camera (I started and prefer film) so that will be something else I do.
In closing, I will write about my day, my thoughts, my life. Good and Bad, or should that be; Good or Bad? I have always felt that writing was cathartic, so here goes. 2009 is waiting.
Happy New Year!
