Rez '16

I know there's really no cosmic significance to the 1st of January, but it's as good a day as any to make a new start.

This year I'm going to write every day. Simple as that. Sure, I have a good idea of what I want to write, a list of stories waiting to come to life and be checked off the list, some pie-in-the-sky dreams of where I want to end up, but let's not overcomplicate things. I spent most of last year with fingers on keyboard — at least 10 hours a day, as a result of the day job — and yet I produced nothing, adding only a few paragraphs to one short story. And that simply isn't good enough.

I've started running again. I'm wondering why I can do that — peel myself out of a lovely toasty bed, dress myself in silly clothes, go out into the freezing morning and stumble about wheezing and red in the face — and yet I'm finding it so difficult to devote even half an hour a day to writing. That's going to have to change.