The Definition of Resolution

I have never been interested in New Year’s resolutions. They always seemed like empty promises that were broken by the month’s end. They always seem to have something to do with losing weight or eating less dessert, and very little about being a better person (how can you be a good person if you don’t like dessert?)

That being said, I thought about my own hopes for this upcoming year. Some of them have rolled over from last year, including writing more (I can always write more), finishing that second novel, paying down my debt, and figuring out what I want to do with my life. While I may not have completed all the things on last year’s list, I refuse to let that undermine my sense of accomplishment, because I did accomplish many things. I got several replies of interest in The Midnight Tide. I became a contributor for Quail Bell Magazine. I had my poetry published in a feminist fanzine. I actually went on dates, though I have subsequently stopped (that’s a story for another time). I lost my job and found another.

I look forward to what this year has to offer. I plan on moving back to Richmond to be closer to my family. I want to get into VCU’s creative writing MFA program. I want to expand my career into social justice and advocacy. I want to put down roots, not in a place, but in people that I love.

I will continue moving forward, without wavering, resolute.