I'm not big on New Year's resolutions, mainly because, like most people, I've never been good at following through on them. That said, this year I resolve to read and write more.
Oh, I read and write plenty now, but it mainly consists of reading blogs and writing snarky little comments on Facebook. My goal is to read actual books, and to spend time writing something more substantial than what I had for supper or the song lyric that is currently floating through my brain.
I've come to realize lately that I seem to be declining in terms of literacy. I am certainly the least prolific writer in my house. Jordan writes constantly, Barb puts out a wonderful newsletter on her family history every other month, and Brett writes essays for school that I would have loved to have used for examples back when I was teaching Advanced Composition. I fire off Twitteresque missives that amuse me, and perhaps a few others, but they don't amount to anything of substance. Hopefully, starting this blog and spending some time on it will allow me to move my writing past the standards set by Sally in "My New Philosophy" from You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown.