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rainspirit) wrote2011-01-01 08:56 am
rainspirit) wrote2011-01-01 08:56 am
Are You Henry?
I came up with a fairly modest New Year's resolution, in my own opinion. But an important one all the same.
If I am ever going to try and think of myself as a serious writer, I am going to need to write way more than I have been doing. Therefore, my resolution is this: Whenever I turn on my computer, the first thing I must ALWAYS do - no matter what time, schedule, priority, want, desire, anything - is write, before anything else. Doesn't matter if it's a blog post (though I suspect that'll keep me on track, at least for the first couple months) but it must always be writing. I have far too many thoughts to squander them and let them drift into the ether; they need to be recorded. They must be recorded.
Kind of a moot point now, however; can't access the internet from this computer, and the wireless network's sealed by a password that my host doesn't remember. It's a little bit of a sad situation, to use a more English meaning of the term.
I've mostly succeeded in retaining my accent here, though I do notice that resisting such things comes from a very emotional place; not wanting to be changed by an environment I loathed at the time... and even now when I come back for a visit, I still find myself with the same safeguards, the same subconscious behaviour. It's worthy of note for a moment, if nothing else.
I don't really want to write anymore, but I'll keep going. It's 2011 now, and putting an extra 1 on the end's going to be a nuisance at first. 2011 seems like a bit of an awkward year, really, like turning 17 or 19. It's the first year past the start of a new decade, and it doesn't even have the decency of being an apocalyptic year in the eyes of others. It's a year, and it's a continuation of a start. In my life, I'm only continuing what I've started, and who knows where that will take me - at least in terms of school. By the time I finish my schooling, I will have spent more time in Victoria, B.C. than in any other part of the world. I suspect I'll want to flee from it very shortly after.
I think that's it. Signing off.
If I am ever going to try and think of myself as a serious writer, I am going to need to write way more than I have been doing. Therefore, my resolution is this: Whenever I turn on my computer, the first thing I must ALWAYS do - no matter what time, schedule, priority, want, desire, anything - is write, before anything else. Doesn't matter if it's a blog post (though I suspect that'll keep me on track, at least for the first couple months) but it must always be writing. I have far too many thoughts to squander them and let them drift into the ether; they need to be recorded. They must be recorded.
Kind of a moot point now, however; can't access the internet from this computer, and the wireless network's sealed by a password that my host doesn't remember. It's a little bit of a sad situation, to use a more English meaning of the term.
I've mostly succeeded in retaining my accent here, though I do notice that resisting such things comes from a very emotional place; not wanting to be changed by an environment I loathed at the time... and even now when I come back for a visit, I still find myself with the same safeguards, the same subconscious behaviour. It's worthy of note for a moment, if nothing else.
I don't really want to write anymore, but I'll keep going. It's 2011 now, and putting an extra 1 on the end's going to be a nuisance at first. 2011 seems like a bit of an awkward year, really, like turning 17 or 19. It's the first year past the start of a new decade, and it doesn't even have the decency of being an apocalyptic year in the eyes of others. It's a year, and it's a continuation of a start. In my life, I'm only continuing what I've started, and who knows where that will take me - at least in terms of school. By the time I finish my schooling, I will have spent more time in Victoria, B.C. than in any other part of the world. I suspect I'll want to flee from it very shortly after.
I think that's it. Signing off.
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2010 ended in fire and tears for me and just about everybody I care about. 2011 does seem humble by comparison, and I think I'm okay with that. Maybe we can all at least be reasonably fine.