Farewell 2008

I might not get to my computer tomorrow, so I might as well say goodbye to 2008 now.

What kind of year was it? Well, a friend of mine wished me success at the beginning of the year, though I have a hard time finding any successes to crow about. My writing career has struggled - I'm not sure of I can call it a career anymore - and I've had a lot of dry patches in in my writing. It's apparent on this blog - as of now, I've posted 236 blog entries for 2008, the lowest number for a full calendar year. I only got two pieces published, and one was an eight-year-old essay I dusted off and submitted. I've also found it hard to find any relevant periodicals to submit my other writings to.

Also, two friends and my cousin got married this year, and an alarm went off in my brain - I'm 43 and still single. And I haven't dated since . . . since. . . uh, never mind. Let's just say I've forgotten what courting is like.

Are there any bright spots in the coming year? Well, I have an idea for an article I hope to develop, I might still be able to find places to send pieces I've already written, and on the romance front . . . well, this is a public blog, so let me just say I see possibilities.

Maybe 2009 will be my year. As for the old year, I can't get out of it fast enough. An extra day didn't help. Yes, maybe the new year will be better. I hope so.

Happy new year.