Don’t care if I’ve missed the boat. Convention is a load of foetid nadgers anyway. Why is February 14th the only day that society demands you appreciate who you love? Why is Christmas the only time of year you’re supposed to be decent to your fellow human beings?
I digress.
Best these are posted in public because I’m the most lazy, useless person on the planet and I have the willpower of a thing with no willpower whatsoever. Any prodding / goading that my friends, acquaintances and Internet chums would be so kind as to direct toward me regarding any of the below will be gratefully received.
1 – Write more.
Specifically, at least one update a week for the rest of the year. I’ve not been happy with anything I’ve posted on this blog since it went up (the post regarding active vs. passive objectification is the closest to a decent piece to date), but I’m a firm believer that the first step to writing something good is to write stuff that’s rubbish. My blog posting has always come in fits and starts as my enthusiasm’s waxed and waned and that’s not good enough. My writing muscles have atrophied and the only way to get them back to something approaching shape is regular exercise. So.
2 – Read more.
I used to be a voracious consumer of books, unable to go anywhere or do anything without a paperback for idle moments. At some point I’ve let TV and podcasts sidle in to become the killers of my spare minutes, and in no way is that helping my writing. Also, I’m going to try and avoid reading anything I’ve read before. There’s tons of stuff I’ve barely touched from my birthday and Christmas and that’s absolutely criminal.
3 – Photograph more.
Actually, I’m off to a semi-decent start on this, having got some semi-acceptable shots from Monday’s crazy snowfall. But the only way is up, because my flickr only seems to have two pictures posted last year which is beyond pathetic. I’ve got an expensive camera that’s far more capable than my meagre abilities justify, and it’s about time I started using it to something approaching its potential. At the very least, I’m going to finally commit to memory how aperture numbers work, because shamefully I can’t keep it straight in my head whether higher numbers = wider aperture and whether opening the aperture increases or reduced the depth of field. God, I’m so rubbish I make myself want to hurl.
4, 5 – Eat less and exercise more.
Obv.
That’ll do to be going along with. Sorry this is so navel-gazey and thoroughly unedifying but hey – blog, you know?
