Today is my 30th birthday. I know I’m no different than I was yesterday but for some reason I feel like a totally different person than I was when I was 29.
I feel old.
I love having a January birthday because it allows me to restart New Year’s Resolutions that might have fallen by the wayside in the first few weeks of January.
New year, new decade of life. The twenties are over. I’m not a kid anymore. Lots to get done, time to get cracking.
That being said, how are things?
With the holiday happening on a Wednesday this year and me having to go back to work tomorrow morning, it’s hard to believe that today is the start of a new year.
Even though I’ve had some long pauses in between posts on here, I am really hoping that 2020 is the year my writing career truly begins in earnest. I’ve been extremely active on Twitter with various writing groups and I’ve even been humbly included in a couple of lists of writers to look out for in 2020.
Therefore, I must provide!
I brought back the old CrapPile title because having a blog solely focused on being a new dad is a bit too cliche. I prefer to be able to write about what I want, when I want without feeling the constant need to attach a photo of Kenway (although you will still be getting plenty of those!)
My goal is to post a minimum of three times a week of more quality posts than I have before. What’s happened since the beginning was I would bullshit and write whatever was on my mind and then post. I did not pay attention to spelling and grammar or even if I rambled a bit too much. My newer posts will be more thought out, organized, and edited before I publish. Hopefully this will keep my writing polished and help me continue to craft my own style as I start work on my novel tonight.
I’m the worst at commitments and I’ve broken way too many promises over the years. Every goal I’ve set out to do with my blog or my writing I’ve failed at. My fingers are crossed that the imaginary power of January 1 will help me succeed where I have failed many, many countless times before.
Happy New Year, CrapPile! Let’s hope it’s a good year…
I’m sorry again that I’ve been quiet. As you can imagine, a newborn and full-time job squeezes the life out of you. I’ve only been active on Twitter and my pillow the past month.
I’ve been doing a shit ton of reading and outlining for a science fiction novel I’ve already started picking away at writing, so I’m considering returning the blog to the original CrapPile moniker. I want to start writing more about writing and books on top of parenting and opinion pieces. I’m going to set a goal of three or four (hopefully more) posts a week. Hopefully while I’m at work I can think of some good topics and return this to its former glory.
Until then, be patient!
It’s a rough life. Went to the doctor and found out that she grew an entire pound in ten days, got her Social Security card in the mail, then I tried (and failed) to get her to watch Star Wars with me.
She wanted to take a nap, instead!
Kenway might not be a little fish like Mommy, but my god does her hair look fabulous! 😂
Kenway spent most of the night sleeping on Alexis’s stepdad, Ben. Hopefully she still sleeps tonight…
My future mother-in-law took this picture this morning as she was leaving for work. At first glance, this looks like a painting instead of actual scenery.
It’s always good to take a moment and stop and appreciate the beauty around you. Even if you were kept up for hours on end by a squirming newborn who did not want to go to sleep…