A beginning

A new year.  A new set of goals that don't always get achieved.

As we all say, it'll be different this year.

This is an attempt of a girl who so often lives in her hazy daydreams and vivid memories to:
a.  catalogue her memories of places, and lives, and people on 'paper' as time wears them thin, and work and life inches everything else slowly out of her limited brain.
b.  to harness her inner Shakespeare/Fitzgerald/etc and write more often. (2012 goal #1.)
c. to stop being afraid, hesitant, and regretful; to, as one friend terms it, "F- it!", and just do as Nike does, just do it.  (goal #2)
d.  to finish something that I started.  (goal #3)

So along with a knit blanket that I started in sudden enthusiasm, and stopped in equally sudden disinterest, and a needlepoint rabbit, which was supposed to be a present for my mother, and  was started in approximately elementary school, I intend to finish this blog.  Hopefully write in it everyday.

Let's do it.

~cc