I’m posting because of the rule I made for myself that I’d post every two weeks, though I don’t have much to say. Things are coming along. I turned in my revision and have been at work on the second draft of book two. My son is still coming down from Christmas and insists on singing every song from Emmet Otter’s Jugband Christmas at least three times a day. So if anyone’s itching to hear “Riverbottom Nightmare Band”, complete with all the voices, I’m your girl. I will even sing the guitar solo. I can’t not. I’ve been conditioned.  I actually can’t stop singing the songs at all – my husband and I randomly break out into “Barbecue” and then cringe and curse ourselves for fools, because once we’ve sung two words, our son is on it.  ALL of the songs must be sung again.

See, I really don’t have anything to blog about.

I don’t get too serious about making New Year’s resolutions, because I always break them. They feel like party favors or something – flimsy and optional.  Still, I did make resolutions this year, not so much for 2014, but for the sake of relieving some stress.  I’ve resolved to be positive, and to accept that I can’t get everything accomplished that I want to, every day.  Nothing good was coming from worrying about everything all the time, so I’ll try not to do that.

No, I won’t try – Yoda wouldn’t approve.  I just won’t do it.

Happy New Year!