Friday, December 31, 2010

Last Call for 2010

HALLELUJAH!!  And good riddance.

I don't entirely mean that.  There are enough positive memories from the past 365 days.  But you can't underestimate the power of new beginnings, one I'm very much looking forward to. 

Wednesday night I posted my feelings about 2010 and hopes for 2011.  No need to reiterate.  Instead, I'm simply going to mention a few things (briefly) and share my two favorite end of the year artifacts.

I have ignored my manuscript since December 22, the longest I've been away from it since starting on August 13, 2009.  Tomorrow morning (or early afternoon), I begin thirty days of writing boot camp to ensure my current WIP draft is finished by the end of the month.  I'm not rushing, but considering my character has revealed the rest of the story to me, I'm going to try my darnedest to get it on paper and make adjustments later.

I've composed a schedule.  Instead of fitting writing around my other activities, I'm fitting the activities around my writing.  Times vary depending on whether or not I'm working, but each day has a slot reserved for writing, working out, blogging, social networking, eating, and sleeping.  Hold me to it.

As a former History teacher, I can't deny my appreciation for traveling through the past.  In celebration of the holiday, I'm sharing two of my favorite pieces from this time of year.  First is a poem written by Scott Emmons, who journeys through the year by setting key events to rhyme. 


It was chaos again in the year Twenty Ten,
What with earthquakes, foreclosures and hacking.
There were flash crash corrections and midterm elections
Where Democrats took a shellacking!
There was 3-D TV and the Party of Tea,
There were iPads to play Angry Birds.
South African fellas blew mean vuvuzelas
And Palin was making up words.
It was hard to stay chipper when Al split with Tipper.
Volcanoes and floods had us freaking.
There were bailouts in Greece, Kevin Smith was obese,
And every last Wiki was leaking!
The health care debate rendered many irate
As partisan rifts seemed to widen.
There were ardent appeals and a few shady deals
Plus a beautiful F-bomb from Biden!
BP’s shoddy well was soon gushing like hell.
It was “Spill, baby, spill” as they say.
When the fish started choking and pelicans croaking,
It wrecked Tony Hayward’s whole day!
Obama, that pistol, went off on McChrystal.
We brawled over mosques at Ground Zero.
In a time of dissention and heightening tension,
That dude from Jet Blue was our hero!
In Hollywood news, Gibson still hated Jews
And the members of every last race,
While Lindsay-type fun made Rip Torn and his gun
Seem the height of decorum and grace!
Harry Potter struck gold with a story half-told.
“Inception” scored ten out of ten.
The Coens had a hit with their take on “True Grit”
And the Titans were clashing again!
When it came to TV, we were gaga for “Glee”
And Snooki was not to be bossed.
There was bitchin’ and moanin’ from Leno and Conan,
And one crappy ending for “Lost!”
On the subject of ending, it’s truly heart-rending
To think of the people who’ve passed.
Gary Coleman is gone; Dennis Hopper moved on;
Rue McClanahan, gold to the last!
The boomers all pout now that Salinger’s out
And we already miss Corey Haim.
Mitch Miller lived long, but he’s crooned his last song.
Peter Graves has lived up to his name.
In sadness we mourn Robert Culp, Lena Horne,
Leslie Nielsen, that icon of humor.
Lynn Redgrave is through, Mr. Steinbrenner too,
And Bill Cosby – No, that was a rumor!
Yes, it’s been a tough year full of tension and fear
In a world going out of its tree.
From the blows we’ve been dealt, we’ve quite honestly felt
Like that baby from Toy Story 3!
While some are complaining our freedoms are waning
And some say the rent’s too damn high,
The Koreas are fighting, the bedbugs are biting.
If I were John Boehner, I’d cry!
And yet we can cope, for there’s reason to hope.
Those miners in Chile are well.
New START is on track, Pee-wee Herman is back,
And our soldiers can now ask and tell.
Let’s stay optimistic and not go ballistic
At each little crisis and glitch,
As we hope that ‘11 is absolute heaven,
‘Cause Two Thousand Ten was a bitch!

What will you always remember from 2010?

And finally, as a huge fan of music, I always enjoy hearing how DJ Earworm mashes the top twenty-five tunes of the year.



Have a favorite song of the year?

Alright, I'm off to watch Kentucky vs. Louisville, the most anticipated game of the season for this former Bluegrass resident.  GO CATS!!!

Oh yes, and HAPPY NEW YEAR to my readers and friends.  Be safe.
Don't drink and drive.  Don't take shots on an empty stomach.  I'll see you in 2011.

All the best,
P.

Coming soon: What's on my bookshelf for 2011?

2 comments:

  1. Wow, what a really well thought out poem. You had so many interesting facts and observations. I have to go look some of this up. I liked a lot of the movies, Inception rocked. Some good insights into a lot of what is important to us right now. What will 2011 bring? Hopefully, it brings us to Barnes and Nobles shelves before they don't have shelves anymore.

    Draven Ames

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  2. I like your plan to get your WIP finished. Schedules are awesome. And I loved Scott's rhyme. Well done.
    Happy New Year
    Lyn

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