This is the year I do instead of think.

This is the year I start working for what I want. It probably won’t be easy, but by the will of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, I’ll start walking. A journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step. Come to think of it, so does any length of journey. So here goes (here’s where you imagine me taking that first step. I’m wearing black slip-on shoes if that helps).

So, what do I want? Well, I’m still thinking on that one – but to start with I want to write more. I’m gonna dust off and rewrite some old things, compose new stories and articles and I’m gonna do the number one thing I should have been doing all along – send them out the front door! People have gotta see them before they can say anything at all about them. You can’t get published if you don’t send it out. You don’t get the girl unless you frickin’ ask her out!

So, that’s the start. My writing asking publishers out for a date. Symbolically, of course.