Pointless Pondering

To Resolution or Not to Resolution? That is the question!

I’ve always said the New Years is like a new day, so what’s the big deal? Obviously, I’m not into News Years Resolutions. To be frank, other than spending time with family, I’m not much into the holiday season, which is a birthday party on crack. Really, its one party after the other. I spent from the 22nd of December to the 30th in a perpetual state of “Party like its 1999”.

Ha! I knew a guy in HS who had a red corvette with a license plate that said 1999. Of course, the year I graduated from HS we were 15 years from the turn of the century, which at 17 is literally almost a lifetime away!

But I digress.

 

The topic is News Years Resolutions.

I don’t make them because every day is a fresh start. The moment you peel your eyes open and let the sun filter through your retina, you have the opportunity to stay the same, or be different. Every day is an opportunity to be the beginning of something spectacular. And even if it’s just another day where nothing special happens, or nothing bad happens, it was still a fresh start.

And since major Resolutions can be daunting and weigh heavily on our minds, why not focus on daily resolutions. Or better yet, daily goals. Today, I will do this or not do that. Simple right.

Ha! It’s called a planner! And I just cracked opened my new one.

Today’s resolutions or goals? I’ve got editing to do, this blog post, and watch at least 2 episodes of Mindhunter!

Peace!

A senseless post of pondering and musing about what if’s

We all look back over our lives and sometimes wonder what if?  I honestly try not to do this because one change in my past could take me to a place much worse than any place I’ve seen. Even the tiniest of change of something that might seem so inconsequential has the potential to change not only your surroundings, but the person you are and all the life lessons that brought you to this one place. As much as Time Travel fascinates me, and I LOVE watching time travel shows and movies, its such a mind fuck and going down that rabbit hole is a kind of hell I don’t want to do. I have to do it with my characters, I don’t need to do it with myself!

I think as we approach the end of the year, we think, shit, I should have done this, or I shouldn’t have done that. Did you know should is between shit and syphilis in the dictionary? So really, don’t should on yourself.

That said, as a writer, I spend most of time thinking about what if? Just about every book idea I’ve ever had started with some kind of a what if statement.

What if the woman you’re hired to find turns out to be working an undercover op in a human trafficking ring?

When I wrote that book, Her Last Hope, my hero could have walked away after he did what he’d been hired to do, but instead, he stayed to help the heroine AND he called on his brothers for help. Had he made a different decision, he might not have fallen in love and changed his life and who knows where he might have ended up. Maybe he would have been blissfully content with his life. Maybe not. His backstory, what brought him to working with the OMEGA TEAM, is all necessary as well. Had he not lost his first wife, he might not have ever joined the Army with his brother. Had his brother not pulled him into the OMEGA TEAM, he might not have ever met Leandra.

When I write, I toss a million what if’s at my characters. What if they get shot? What if someone kidnaps their kid? What if their beloved grandfather died? What if someone tried to rape them? What if were in a car accident? What if they were being stalked? What if they lost their job? Got caught stealing? Got arrested for doing something stupid? And sometimes all this happens in one book! LOL.

But that’s the point! All the things I toss at my characters, where they are forced to act, make a decision, are all the things in life that we deal with that bring us to this point in time.

Takle a look around. Where are you today as we near the end of 2017? Geez, since we hit the 21st century, I feel like I’m living in a futuristic world. I think that’s just because the book 1984 profoundly impacted me when I read it in a media class in HS in…you guessed it…1984.

But I’ve digressed.

Not even sure I know the point of this ramble other than its the end of one year, and the beginning of a new one.