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Thursday 31 December 2015

Goodbye 2015



What a year.
I started with a rant at myself along with some vague promises, and ended with, well you can decide what I ended with. I shall most likely spend the next year trying to work out what it was!


I didn't manage to write a poem a month for Napowrimo (maybe this year!) but I did manage to write a half decent poem and read it out on stage, in front of an audience who did not run away!
I cannot decide if that was my proudest moment or the fact I am finally published!
Yes.
You heard right.
Published!
In this...https://www.etsy.com/listing/261185364/say-owt-poetry-anthology-volume-1?ref=related-0
It is an amazing collection of talented spoken wordsmiths and I feel privileged to be in among the same pages that they inhabit. Not really sure I should be in there but as I am I feel no guilt in suggesting that, if you are unable to make it to Say Owt Slam https://www.facebook.com/sayowtslam at York for any reason, you should buy this instead.
 And then make plans to come to the next Say Owt slam!
Shameless?
Yes, but its my blog so I can. And I must say thank you to Henry Raby and Stu Freestone for encouraging me to stand up and try!
My greatest achievement, so far.
I have poemed and storied my way through this year, crocheted and performed, and I have enjoyed it. I don't think I should have worried about not making plans (at my age I think I have to be realistic. I have never managed to organise myself up to now so I don't think it's going to happen any time in the future however hard I sit and think about it)
OK start Christmas crochet presents earlier but apart from that... just let the next year unfold, and stop spending time waiting for things to happen. I have spent far too much time sitting around waiting, sometimes simply waiting to go to bed.
As an attempt at a new years resolution its not a bad one, stop procrastinating to myself!
Yeah, right and what is a blog but a procrastination to the world (well those who read it anyway)
But it's good to write something every day so every writers guide to writing will tell you and that habit I should encourage!
What else?
I cannot end this blog without mentioning the floods in York. proper floods, devastating floods to those who got caught up in them. And I took a couple of photos...a couple, more like an album of them. A new direction for me, photojournalism, or is it disaster voyeurism I can never decide. But they are a record of the state of the River Ouse in all its violent majesty at Christmas 2015.







 York is used to getting flooded, but not quite like this!
So onwards to 2016.
Tonight is a night when a million blogs will get written, a million hopes will blossom, a million resolutions will be made and the majority broken. I can almost hear the crack of over optimism as it smashes against the rock of a greying dawn.
But we are human, and its what we do, hope for the future.
Mine?
Well more modest claims for me, read more, write more, open mic and perform more, crochet more and worry about work less. If I worry less I will have more time to do more of my more list!
As I said, I'm optimistic!
So, good bye 2015, and welcome to the future. Welcome to a new now when we can start again.
Thank you to all my friends, family and folks I haven't met yet, and thank you to my readers of this blog.
Have a Good 2016!
And thank you for reading. xx


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