It’s that time of year. Renewal.


I was in the mood to write something snarky at first, but after I spent a little time thinking about this subject, my mood definitely changed to something more wishful and contemplative.

Every year, after the merry excesses of the Christmas (or Hanukkah, or whatever winter holiday you choose to celebrate, if at all – there, I think I covered everyone, right?) we all seem ready for that fresh start that a new calendar year brings to us.  The inspirational quotes about renewal, beginnings, and new possibilities start making the rounds. This year, especially, there is a real fervency about getting a new slate of 365 days to bring about the things we hope for, and possibly make up for a cruel 2016.  I mean, seriously – although each year brings about its share of ups, downs, heartbreaks, and joys, I truly feel like 2016 seemed especially brutal – so I’m definitely down with this whole spirit of renewal and new beginnings.

Personally, I don’t make new year resolutions.  I learned at a young age that they are useless.  Change only comes about because you truly want it, and not because the calendar says it’s January 1st.  But I do try to call to mind each January my hopes for the coming year, and almost always they look something like this, from two of my favorite wordsmiths:



Go on…you can do it too. Join the fun, the hope, the longing, for a much better 2017.  We can all hope, right? We can all choose to renew that faith in a better tomorrow, and maybe it will come.

via Daily Prompt: Renewal


Youth and Folly

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Conundrum…aka Just Write, Dammit.


My inner monster has been screaming and insane lately.

Some things happened recently that put me off writing for a bit…but the itch never leaves, really.  It gets buried sometimes, under stress, sadness, or hurt, or multiple layers of those and other negative things.  But then the desire to push through all of that and turn that darkness into words that purge the darkness from your soul becomes too strong, you start poking around WordPress looking for inspiration, looking for a reason to write, and suddenly you’re writing, even if it’s about nothing, even if it’s supposed to be about conundrums, but really isn’t…

But wait…maybe it is, maybe it’s about the riddle of needing to write and not being able to, but then finding that not being able to is the thing that pushes you over the edge into finally writing again.

Oh, my inner monster is finally quiet.  For today, anyway.


Amen, sister.


via Daily Prompt: Conundrum