As with every new year, here's a post about my goals for the year and reflections upon the past one. This year's post is different, though, because in the last few months everything kind of went haywire.
I moved to New York and tried getting used to the city, but there are still a few times I've gotten lost just a few blocks from my dorm. I was enrolled in classes I didn't really like, and it wasn't until the very end of the semester (when it was too late to do any better in them) that I got over that, put myself into them fully, and started enjoying them even though they were hard. I joined one club and started writing poems, but I still haven't finished any. I made new friends, but things back home wouldn't let me enjoy them (or my classes, frankly) completely and in the way I wanted to.
I kind of just ran out of time. For anything.
Reading and blogging so much for so many years really burnt me out on both. In retrospect, it was for the best that I was forced to give up on all of this. It was a break I needed, because for the first time in a long time I actually want to start reading and writing again, in a different way than I'm used to.
I left my review pile behind when I went to school, and coming back home to it just made me realize I don't want it anymore. Nor do I have to keep it. I want to start reading things I want to, whether they're YA or not, and I want to write about them as I see fit.
For a long time my blog became something for other people. I'm ready for it to be for me again, because if I don't like doing it, there's really no point.
And that's all I want for 2013-- to make this blog, and everything else in my life, something I enjoy. If people want to come along for the ride, that's cool. If not, that's cool too. Either way, I'm excited for what's to come, and I'm determined to make things this upcoming semester so much better than the last.