During 2015 I was mostly absent from all forms of social media, which I know disappointed my biggest fans1. My total output: Seven blog posts, and few tweets or Facebookian interactions of any substance.2I haven't made a New Year's resolution in ages — I make promises, not resolutions — but this January I decided to go one step further. This year, I'm giving myself an ultimatum:
Write more. Or else.
I have no idea what sort of crazy punishment I've concocted for me if I fail. But knowing how my imagination works, it can't be good. So I will indeed write more this year. Way more.
There will be more posts here and on the Book of Faces. Extra tweetering over at that other place. My goal is at least one per day per site in January, and then semi-regular output from there on.
Why am I doing this? In part to make up for last year, in part to get me back into a rhythm. Because rhythm is what I'll need once I launch myself back into my novel.3 It's time to finish that puppy up.4
That's my plan for the year. What's yours?
1 A 20-inch box fan and a 4-ft tall oscillating number.
2 And that's even with my overly generous definition of "substance."
3 Not literally. Ow.
4 Note: Not an actual puppy. Though once it's in book form, I do hope many of its pages are dog-eared. (Belated bad pun alert.)