A Fabulous New Year

It's a new year, which means a new blog.

It's been a long time since I've kept up with my blog or my writing.  I figure it's a new year, so I'll turn over a new leaf and go back to an old love…. writing.

I'm usually not big on New Years resolutions because I feel like more often than not it sets me up for failure.  But I'm thinking this year, I might just try something a little different.  Instead of the usuals (lose weight, exercise more, complain less, etc), I'm going to make one simple statement: be brave.

Eleanor  Roosevelt said, "Do one thing every day that scares you."  I don't know that I have 365 days of scary in me, but I'm going to see if I can at least come up with 12.  So starting today, I commit to try at least one thing per month that scares me.

I supposed a good place to start would be jumping back into my writing.  What scares me most about that, is failure. Failure to keep up with it. Failure to get people to read it.  Just the idea that I'll set out to do something great, and never really follow-through or achieve that.

Here are a few other nuggets I'm chewing on….

• Leave Fort Worth.
• Take a picture of myself in a bikini.
• Learn a language (that seems hard and time-consuming, y'all).
• Go on a date with someone that's not my type.
• Go to a bar by myself.
• Join a Meetup group.
• Write a book (or at least start one).
• Tell my dad to stop contacting me.
• Take a trip by myself.
• Find a new hobby.
• Go to a party by myself.
• Invest.
• Take a dance class.
• Go without the TV for an entire weekend.
• Try sushi.
• Introduce myself to a neighbor.
• Ask a stranger to dance.
• Tell someone how they changed my life.
• Let someone else pick something off my "scary" list and do it.
• Start running.
• Sing karaoke.
• Two words - bikini wax.
• Throw out old memories.
• Never say his name again.
• Do something in 
• Find a way to enjoy a bath.
• Go to a concert by myself.
• Let you ask me anything.
• Overcome my fear of failure.

That's all I can think of for now…. it's rather exhausting to be scared and yet excited about the possibilities all at once.

Here's to a new year and a NEW me.