Most years, this is the time I sit down to reflect, reassess, and regroup for the coming year. I’m not much feeling it this time around, though. The last quarter gave me more headaches than solutions, and it served up one last kick in the balls in the form of a flat tire.
Right before my appointment for four new tires, too. Awesome. Tires barely more than a year old, and two of them almost bald and two “chopping on the threads,” whatever that means. The flat—one of the chopping tires—had developed a slow leak over the last few weeks.
But hey, on the plus side, the tire held long enough that it didn’t blow on the road. Especially with family aboard. The mechanics at the local Ford dealership put the spare back under the grocery getter and packed up my jack and tools for me, and the bill came in forty bucks under the estimate. When’s the last time that happened to anyone?
It seemed a fitting setup for the 2012-2013 handoff. In 2012, I had to do some course correction and troubleshooting. I may not have accomplished as much as intended, but I laid the groundwork for 2013, most notably a novel, some novella work, a work-for-hire comics project, and, yes, Lie with the Dead.
So, those resolutions? Unnecessary. When the goals are the same, the plans are already in place. From here out it’s all execution.
Onward into 2013, full steam ahead.