If ever there was a year that I was glad to see the back of, it was 2016. Along with a great swathe of the world’s population, I suspect. However, I don’t want to reflect on a bad year, but look ahead to a new one. As well as my usual resolutions, this year I have decided on a 2017 bucket list, too — things I would like to do in the coming year. Nothing terribly exciting, I’m afraid and I’m sure I’ll add to the list as the months come and go, but I plan to start the year by making marmalade, mainly because Seville oranges are in season and I’ve alway wanted to make it. Largely because I love the stuff. Call me Paddington.
I will also be straight into ‘Dry January’, which will be a challenge. Stupid month to do it, really. I have always thought January to be the bleakest of months: the come-down from Christmas hullabaloo, grey, cold weather and half the population trying to lose weight/stop drinking and feeling crotchety all the time. I suppose, we can, at least, all be crotchety together.
Poetry-wise, it looks like an interesting year; publishing with Paper Swans and (hopefully) getting some more of my own poems published. Also, I will be speaking at a poetry event in February about publishing and the poetry world, so that’s very exciting. February is pretty jam-packed of exciting things, actually. I have been booking things up right, left and centre, not least attending the Gin Festival in London. Hurrah!
So, here’s to 2017! Happy New Year, whoever and wherever you are x