2014 is now a wrap. It is but a memory. It is the past, and whether it treated you well or terribly, it is done and done. You can’t go there and you don’t live there anymore.
Here we are on this New Year’s Day, 2015. We live in the future – at least to Marty McFly. One quick look at my news feed makes me feel like I am living in the first 10 minutes of a post-apocalyptic movie. You know, the montage where they show you how the world ended? Yeah, that part.
I don’t know if we have turned a corner with social networking, where it’s no longer a party but instead it’s an angry mob. All year long I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that we were about to reach a critical mass, conscious or unconscious, but most of the outrage I witnessed on my computer screen was compartmentalized and appears to have had little effect outside of its immediate participants.
It’s trite, but I firmly believe in the adage, “Solution not Pollution.” To complain is only to add static to an already noisy world and although one might trigger an epiphany or two, I personally don’t feel that it will result in any positive effect or create change. And while I am being honest, all this pollution has left me exhausted.
A few years ago, as I prepared to take a permanent teaching position at another school, my assistant principal told me (the job was a temp gig and the advice was solicited) this:
“Never go into a principal’s office with a complaint. Come in with a solution and ask permission to execute the action.”
I have used this advice time and time again and as a result I have created positive change in my life and in the lives of many close to me.
This is the “solution” part. We can do this on a larger scale. It’s no longer good enough to want justice. It’s no longer good enough to want change. It’s no longer good enough to just talk about it. Do something about it. Take action. If one can’t see how to take action or is not moved to do so, then I would say that that person doesn’t really care. They are just static.
Take that anger, that passion and make it real. If one fails, at least there is the truth of action.
Or, to use another trite saying, “Keep your side of the street clean.”
Now then, 2014 was a great year for me. I experienced the greatest success I have had in the realm of creative writing to date. I have a new publisher, a new book, and 2 out of 3 submission secured for anthologies coming out in 2015. I ran two half-marathons, fostered new friendships, and many of my students saw writing success as well.
This year, I will return to writing my horror novel (it’s that Trainspotting in a Haunted House book) and find a few more pubs to submit to. I have many drafts (mostly short stories) in the hopper to play with and it’s time to find them a home.
I will also be promoting my new book quite a bit. So far people seem to love it and should the book do well, I will be in a much better position to sell future books to my current publisher. If you haven’t picked a copy up yet, I sincerely hope you do. It was a blast to write and I really want you to read it!
I’m also going to concentrate on nurturing the new relationships in my life – colleagues, friends, and fans (the fans part is a new development but it seems to actually be happening even if it feels odd to say). I will remain authentic in how I present myself, because 1) It’s much easier 2) There’s so much bullshit in the world that I refuse to add to it.
Lastly, I am running three races: two more half-marathons and then the big daddy – my first marathon. I just haven’t decided which one that will be.
These aren’t resolutions that I list here. These are plans.
Thanks for your support – it was you that helped me get to this place, this fantastic where I am now. I will never be able to express my appreciation in a manner that is fitting, but please know that I have it for you.
Ok, that’s enough for now. There’s a Twilight Zone marathon on SyFy right now, the NHL Winter Classic in a few, and some bowl games to watch.
Or, maybe I’ll just take a long nap. Haven’t decided.
May 2015 treat you very well, my friend! Many thanks!
P.S. – Live it up. According to the movies, we only have four years until LA looks like this: