I made a half-decent bolognese tonight. I was tired and it was easy: out of a jar and out of a packet. There was enough to feed four, but I whittled it down to two after I had two platefuls. A triple chin awaits!
Got me thinking...
Work and writing have conspired to separate me from my friends and family. It's my fault, of course - I do have a choice. I have such wonderful friends and family, so I should see more of them. I do feel I haven't been the greatest of friends, nor the greatest relative. Wrestling with words takes it out of you, but that's no reason to neglect your life. It will pass you by before you know it. And I know it.
The rest of this week will see me completing those first seven chapters. I've written every day since Christmas Eve, and when I return to work on the 10th, I'll allow myself to get into more of a general routine.
So, to my New Year's resolution. Two, actually.
The first is, of course, to be the best writer that I can be. The second is to see more of my friends and family. There is no excuse for doing neither.
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