First Five Fragments for Friday – Happy 2015

Happy New Year!

I am always a little sad the day after the new year has been celebrated. Weeks of parties and gifts and shiny things shift to an introspection that, for me, is a hallmark of deep winter. January in Minnesota is cold, colder, coldest, and holds long nights. And yet there is that slight change in the angle of the sun, that slight lengthening of days which signals awakening. I’ve already noticed that light, that glaring winter sun which reflects off snow, how it pierces the window in a new place, how it softens in late afternoon and pools like paint swabbed on canvas. It’s a beautiful, holy light that fills the dawn of the year. It illuminates those naked tree branches outside my window in such a way that I don’t miss their leaves. Instead, I get to see what lies beneath.

This is what I hold onto in winter. That which lies beneath. That which is laid bare.

This is the introspective state that writers and artists need.

And so, here are the things I think of for writing at the start of 2015. Take whatever you can use for your own work.

1. What do I most want to accomplish this year?

2. How many projects can I reasonably take on?

3. What are some new ways to reach out to the writing/publishing communities?

4. What do I need to sweep from my life that does not support my writing goals?

5. How am I going to fill my creative well?

 With that, I need a new paper journal. These are questions that beg for the requisite slowing down that results from the use of a pen.

All the best in 2015.




  1. I love the elegance of tree bones against the sky, and the subtle beauty of the monochromatic season. I hope the year to come is full of creativity, productivity, love and laughter…


  2. January is for hibernation, contemplation, and reevaluation. I love that the snow conceals. I love what the dark reveals.

    1. I just want to accomplish something. Anything. Set a goal and achieve it. But not too big a goal… those are scary.

    2. I always take on more projects than I can reasonable do. I’ve come to terms with it. It’s the nature of this beast.

    3. I see the writing/publishing communities out there, I can hear them breathing. Reaching them is the conundrum in my life.

    4. I pledge to gently remove the people that hinder my writing goals – mainly with their negativity. I need to surround myself with like-minded individuals.

    5. Read, write, hike, create art, play, step back, and leap forward into the abyss.


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