Not a New Year’s Post

Not a New Year's Post by JC Rosen

This is not a New Year’s resolutions post. Really. It’s just bad timing, so it looks like one.

It’s been a rough patch. I didn’t complete NaNo because of rolling illnesses, not the least of which had me hospitalized for over a week. I’m not going to complete the final total rewrite of a certain novel as I planned. My home is a pit. Granted, given the circumstances, all these things and more are understandable. They contribute to my general sense of discouragement, though.

Rather than wallow (okay, so I wallowed – I’m moving on), I tried to look at my life with realistic expectations. I figured it was the springboard for any goals and plans. Makes sense, right? Easier than it sounds.

When being brutally honest with myself, I focus on the brutal part or shy off the realities as they are. Happy mediums are challenging. When I feel like being brutal and I rein myself in, I feel like I’m being a Pollyanna. When I’m ignoring things and I try to be more aware, I become a stubborn ostrich. Either way, my natural instinct is to fight being dragged out of my ridiculous truculence.

As I write this, I feel weak from a combination of illnesses and the side effects to a medication. It would be easy to put off dealing with this issue. I’m starting to think perhaps this is an opportunity to make the most of a bad situation, though. My natural instincts to fight against logic are fuzzy from exhaustion. It may be a slog, but I’m coming up with what seem to be realistic expectations.

Problem I keep tolerating: Son is fixated on playing online video games during his holiday and I can do little, so the apartment is becoming even messier.

  • Proposed Solution: Change tactics. He likes to cook, so I got him an R2-D2 kitchen timer. I’ll make an agreement with him to set the timer for a one hour block of work a couple times a day. It’s amazing what he can get done in a short time with his music blasting. I can do a little bit at the same time and then do little things he missed along the way.

Problem I keep tolerating: Finances are out of control.

  • Proposed Solution: Get organized and get them the hell under control. A recent huge reduction in our monthly budget will create huge problems if I don’t stay on top of things. I’ll get a few inexpensive tools and create a system for keeping track of bills and payments rather than the haphazard system known as barely controlled chaos.

Problem I keep tolerating: I’m not writing.

  • Proposed Solution: Write. Gee, that sounds simple, doesn’t it? Well, it is. Yes, I’ve been sick and it often makes writing pretty impossible. Even when I could push myself to write something, anything, I didn’t write because it wouldn’t be good enough. Good enough? By whose standards? Who the hell am I, some literary phenomenon who churns out awe inspiring prose every day? Feh. Okay, that was a little of the brutality sneaking in. In simple terms, I must write whatever I can, when I can. I must set goals and be prepared to make them fluid enough to both challenge me and respect conditions as they exist.
  • I will work on the final rewrite of the novel with an aim to completing its first draft by the end of January 2015. Beyond that, I will set first edit and send to betas goals as appropriate. I’ll also try to blog again, perhaps even doing a flash fiction or two in the next month.

My energy reserves are used up for the moment, so no more. It’s more than enough to begin the process of decrapifying my life.

As for New Year’s resolutions? I don’t do them. Really.

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4 thoughts on “Not a New Year’s Post

  1. johannaharness December 29, 2014 at 10:58 am Reply

    Decrapifying is a great goal!

    Here’s a weird thing. The more I try to organize and control my life, the less productive I am in my writing life. When I finally accept that life is mostly beyond my control, I’m more likely to seize the moment. I never know when I’ll get the chance to write again, so I make the most of right-now-this-second.

    Then, after I write, my mind is clearer, I feel a sense of accomplishment, and I’m able to schedule the things I can control. Writing is good. Writing makes life better.

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    • JC Rosen December 31, 2014 at 7:25 am Reply

      Sound advice, Johanna. Thanks. I used to start my day writing in the early, pre-dawn hours and then again when you were writing pre-dawn in Idaho. Those were good days. I’m going to try to work my schedule around it again. As you said, it not only gets the words on the page, it helps clear the mind. Productivity breeds accomplishment, a great start to the day.

      Writing does make life better. Thank you for the reminder!

      Take care,
      JC

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  2. John Ross Barnes (@BarnestormJohn) December 30, 2014 at 6:44 pm Reply

    Yikes. Sounds like you’ve had, and still have, a lot going on there. Similar stuff to lesser/different degrees have been sighted in our immediate vicinity. Look forward to getting read some more great words from you.

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    • JC Rosen December 31, 2014 at 7:27 am Reply

      You’re a strong man, John Ross. We each have so much uproar at times, both in ourselves and in our families. I occasionally look back and shake my head. How did we survive? Simple answer is: because we had no choice but to overcome the obstacles.

      May we continue to do so, whether with style or by the skin of our teeth. Either works.

      Take care,
      JC

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