Christmas is great up to a point, but New Year? Who needs it? As a memento mori it’s almost redundant when you get to a certain age anyway, and even back in the days when I wasn’t so obsessed with the finite nature of my existence I always felt a bit of a fake as I smiled and kissed and toasted the future at midnight on the 31st of December. Better to just note the change of date, open a fresh diary and keep going as if nothing has happened.
So I’m looking forward to reading plenty of new stories, poems and novels this year and hopefully catching some drama along the way too. I’m into the business of life nowadays; living it, evoking it, examining it and trying to understand it when I can and accept it when I can’t. And of course I’m re-committing myself to my various works-in-progress. It’s good to have a break every now and then, but it’s even better to be back at the desk, tapping away, thinking again, creating, living. Life’s too short, as they say… Happy New Year then!
Huzzah! (Etc)
Huzzah! it is Colm!
Always good to have a break, recharge your batteries, dust yourself off and start all over again. Happy 2012 – may it be filled with lots of your beautiful writing and wonderful things:)
Thanks Louise. I hope 2012 is the best yet for you!
Happy New Year Brian!!
Many Happy Returns Michael! I really ought to lighten up a little in 2012!