22
This will be my last post as a twenty-two year old. I don't know why I mark these anniversaries, but since it's a tradition now, I don't want to stop. :)
This year has been big. Finished an MA and graduated for the second time. Went to a wedding, too many funerals and was invited to a Christening. Got my first ever job(s) - and with them my first ever pay-check. Got my work published in a book. Got my work accepted to a magazine (which in a lot of ways means more since they didn't have to put me in the mag. like they did with the book). Read my own work out, aloud, to an audience, at the book launch, from the book it was published in - and there is no feeling more empowering that I've found. Attended the launch in London. Saw John Barrowman and Glee live. Played Portal and Portal 2. Watched Doctor Who and Sherlock, and wrote some (I think) damn good fic.
Didn't have a nervous breakdown (and believe me, sometimes in the past twelve months I have thought that I would).
Looking back right now, in the wake of all the sadness that this past month has held, it's hard to see the highlights of this last year. I think I've felt the worst it's possible to feel - about myself and my life and the world.
But then, there's been a lot of joy. I mean, it may not be a big huge major thing, but even things like playing - and completing - Portal and Portal 2, they brought me so much enjoyment, and continue to do so. :) Tiny little stupid thing, yes -- but sometimes, it is about the little things.
The little things keep us sane in this big, wide, scary world that is sometimes so awful we think we cannot bear it any more.
Anyway, this is getting depressing and dangerously close to meaningful, so I'd better stop. Heh.
So, I'm rubbish at resolutions, but I always try. This year's:
Finish converting my published MA short story into a novel.
Submit more work to magazines
Read more - at least 12 books, and the absolute minimum, HP 5 - 7.
Post more Squeeposts/Episode Reactions.
Catch up with TV and keep on top of it.
Be a better friend.
That last one is the most important. I'm a pretty awful friend, I have to admit. I'm hard to get in touch with. I am terrible at replying to emails and even worse at texts. I complain all the time, I seriously don't know why anyone puts up with me. :P And for all that I miss the people I've lost touch with, I am rubbish at actually keeping in touch.
So this year is for fixing that. Being a better friend, and, by extension, a better person.
But hey, 22 hasn't been all bad. Looking back, there has been a good deal of awesome, too. :)
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This year has been big. Finished an MA and graduated for the second time. Went to a wedding, too many funerals and was invited to a Christening. Got my first ever job(s) - and with them my first ever pay-check. Got my work published in a book. Got my work accepted to a magazine (which in a lot of ways means more since they didn't have to put me in the mag. like they did with the book). Read my own work out, aloud, to an audience, at the book launch, from the book it was published in - and there is no feeling more empowering that I've found. Attended the launch in London. Saw John Barrowman and Glee live. Played Portal and Portal 2. Watched Doctor Who and Sherlock, and wrote some (I think) damn good fic.
Didn't have a nervous breakdown (and believe me, sometimes in the past twelve months I have thought that I would).
Looking back right now, in the wake of all the sadness that this past month has held, it's hard to see the highlights of this last year. I think I've felt the worst it's possible to feel - about myself and my life and the world.
But then, there's been a lot of joy. I mean, it may not be a big huge major thing, but even things like playing - and completing - Portal and Portal 2, they brought me so much enjoyment, and continue to do so. :) Tiny little stupid thing, yes -- but sometimes, it is about the little things.
The little things keep us sane in this big, wide, scary world that is sometimes so awful we think we cannot bear it any more.
Anyway, this is getting depressing and dangerously close to meaningful, so I'd better stop. Heh.
So, I'm rubbish at resolutions, but I always try. This year's:
Finish converting my published MA short story into a novel.
Submit more work to magazines
Read more - at least 12 books, and the absolute minimum, HP 5 - 7.
Post more Squeeposts/Episode Reactions.
Catch up with TV and keep on top of it.
Be a better friend.
That last one is the most important. I'm a pretty awful friend, I have to admit. I'm hard to get in touch with. I am terrible at replying to emails and even worse at texts. I complain all the time, I seriously don't know why anyone puts up with me. :P And for all that I miss the people I've lost touch with, I am rubbish at actually keeping in touch.
So this year is for fixing that. Being a better friend, and, by extension, a better person.
But hey, 22 hasn't been all bad. Looking back, there has been a good deal of awesome, too. :)
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