{"id":2494,"date":"2022-12-30T15:42:46","date_gmt":"2022-12-30T23:42:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/treehousewriters.com\/wp53\/?p=2494"},"modified":"2022-12-30T15:42:46","modified_gmt":"2022-12-30T23:42:46","slug":"final-friday-year-out-year-in","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/treehousewriters.com\/wp53\/2022\/12\/30\/final-friday-year-out-year-in\/","title":{"rendered":"Final Friday: Year Out, Year In…."},"content":{"rendered":"

I woke up this morning thinking, “today is December 30th.”\u00a0 <\/span>The final Friday of 2022. A weekend to celebrate (good planning, 2022!), and Monday rolls around in a new year.<\/p>\n

[disclaimer; the rest of this post will be taking a Northern Hemisphere view of the season.\u00a0 <\/span>Apologies to friends in the Southern hemisphere]<\/p>\n

For me, the \u201cnew year\u201d always feels like it starts in September.\u00a0 <\/span>Part of that may be because I\u2019m Jewish, and our lunar new year comes around then, but I think it\u2019s more about school starting again.\u00a0 <\/span>New clothes, new schedules, new notebooks and pens\u2026 all that amazing, long-stretching possible.<\/i><\/p>\n

By the time December comes around, though, the routines have become, well routine. The notebooks are scrawled in, the pens lost or dried up, the possible likewise drying into the actual<\/i>.<\/p>\n

Maybe that\u2019s why New Year\u2019s Day is my favorite holiday, because you\u2019re stuck, you\u2019re tired, you\u2019re a little worn out, and then New Year\u2019s Eve comes around, and people start talking about fresh starts, about making resolutions to do it better this time.\u00a0 <\/span>It\u2019s a second chance pretending to be a new start. It\u2019s addictive.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

And resolving to do something is easy.\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cThis year I\u2019m gonna\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

So many things we\u2019re gonna.<\/p>\n

Over a decade ago, I\u00a0 <\/span>resolved to make no more resolutions, and that\u2019s one I\u2019ve managed to keep.\u00a0 <\/span>Mostly.\u00a0 But I\u2019m no more immune to the lure of a fresh start than I am to the lure of a fresh, new notebook, never mind that I already have more notebooks, half-filled, than even a writer could ever need.\u00a0 <\/span>It\u2019s aspirational, I\u2019m gonna DO IT this time.\u00a0 <\/span>I\u2019m going to take control of my own story, and rewrite it fresh, and better.<\/i><\/p>\n

Yep. This year I\u2019m going to stop worrying about Goodreads reviews.\u00a0 <\/span>I\u2019m going to stop buying anything from Amazon. I\u2019m going to write every single day, and make every single internal deadline.<\/p>\n

C\u2019mon.\u00a0 <\/span>No I\u2019m not. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

That\u2019s not to say we can\u2019t change, of course we can. We do. In fact, it\u2019s harder NOT to change, than to change.\u00a0 <\/span>It takes serious effort to remain static in the face of life\u2019s constant friction. But personal, internal changes are most effective when done a piece at a time.\u00a0 <\/span>There is no deus ex machina to lift us overnight out of our funk.<\/p>\n

But if our lives are stories – and they are, a multitude of intermingling stories, crosshatching the globe –\u00a0 <\/span>then January 1st doesn\u2019t start the revision of the last 365 days. It\u2019s the first page of the next <\/i>chapter.<\/p>\n

Time to build on what we\u2019ve already written.<\/p>\n

What new chapter are you going to write?<\/p>\n

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