January 1, 2014 by musehick
This is for the last day of 2013. The day I started writing something I am kind of falling in love with, and having a little affair with that has me with seven parts soon ready to be unveiled.
This New Year, like this last year, will be fruitful, and I will push as many envelopes as I can push, imbibe as much data as I can imbibe, and celebrate writing in old ways and new ways.
Busy busy busy have been the watchwords, and they promise to be the watchwords for the coming year too. 2014 is a promise, just like 2013 was a promise. i will keep these promises and build so much promise into the execution that it can’t be anything but fun for both me and whatever audience chooses to bob along in my wake.