Time for you to blow, 2023! We'll be out on parole soon!
Doyle ,'Life of the Party'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2023 Skiddoo
Take stock, reflect, butch, moan, vent. We are all here for it.
After a great deal of struggle in the beginning, for me, personally, it settled into what feels like my thousandth "rebuilding year" in a row...if I were a team they'd make me move by now. But I did handle some stuff. I wrote 150,000 words this year, cleaned out my bookshelves, and got through a whole year without a financial foul-up(After previously deciding that about one a year was probably inevitable.) So, at least there was some actual rebuilding. The whole 'seeking rejection" thing was a mixed bag. Don't know how anybody learns anything from the computer-generated happy-talk that I usually get back from these things...if you love me and my work so much, say yes once in a while! But they no longer feel like an assault upon my person so I guess that helped,
I'd say handling stuff, writing bunches, and not having any disasters would count as a good year. Well done!
One time, I want to know what a great one feels like, though. Although, for a lot of reasons, it's okay it's not this one.
I wrote 150,000 words this yearWow, erikaj, that’s amazing!
Strangely enough, keeping count was one of the hardest things, so maybe I was actually slightly short. But I am giving it to myself anyway because there are that few times that I set a goal and kept it, as a grown person.(Kind of wishing the feelings that powered my pen/keyboard weren't quite so heavy, but maybe it helped me manage. Still, it wouldn't hurt to have a few thoughts on joy next year.)
erika, that is super impressive.
I'm not even sure I have the words for this year.
Right there with you. And I’m not exactly looking forward to the holidays for a number of reasons.
Thanks. Was prepared to have it be a worthy goal that I didn't quite reach, so it was good, either way.
This year wasn't so bad except that work is A LOT, and my dog died on Saturday night.
So from my current perspective, it kinda sucks.
nothing hurts like missing a furry friend.