Recycled New Year's Resolutions
Like Walt Whitman,
Robinson Jeffers and other poets, I love writing lists and even incorporating
them in my poems. My Grade 4 English teacher (who actually taught us everything
else as well) taught us outlining for three months and it was tattooed on my mind.
My thought process is mostly bullet-pointed.
So New Year's
resolutions are natural for me. So natural, I do them every month. I write them
at the back of many of the books I just bought at that time. So my biographers
(agraraman!) would know where to find them.
I also buy a lot of
diaries, though I usually buy them in March when the year has started because
they are cheaper. I got enough stamps from Starbucks but gave my diary to my
sister. Diaries I received I also gave to my siblings. If you want to give me
gifts, give me old diaries so I can use them as notebooks. Or Moleskines (ehem).
Writers love New Year
resolutions because they are hopeful people.
Jonathan Swift in 1699
made this bucket list when he was 32 ("When I am old"). He made 17
bullet-points:
Not to marry a young Woman.
Not to keep young Company unless they reely desire it.
Not to be peevish or morose, or suspicious.
Not to scorn present Ways, or Wits, or Fashions, or Men, or War, &c.
Not to be fond of Children, or let them come near me hardly.
Not to tell the same story over and over to the same People.
Not to be covetous.
Not to neglect decency, or cleenlyness, for fear of falling into Nastyness.
Not to be over severe with young People, but give Allowances for their youthfull follyes and weaknesses.
Not to be influenced by, or give ear to knavish tatling servants, or others.
Not to be too free of advise, nor trouble any but those that desire it.
To desire some good Friends to inform me wch of these Resolutions I break, or neglect, and wherein; and reform accordingly.
Not to talk much, nor of my self.
Not to boast of my former beauty, or strength, or favor with Ladyes, &c.
Not to hearken to Flatteryes, nor conceive I can be beloved by a young woman, et eos qui hereditatem captant, odisse ac vitare.
Not to be positive or opiniative.
Not to sett up for observing all these Rules; for fear I should observe none.
Not to keep young Company unless they reely desire it.
Not to be peevish or morose, or suspicious.
Not to scorn present Ways, or Wits, or Fashions, or Men, or War, &c.
Not to be fond of Children, or let them come near me hardly.
Not to tell the same story over and over to the same People.
Not to be covetous.
Not to neglect decency, or cleenlyness, for fear of falling into Nastyness.
Not to be over severe with young People, but give Allowances for their youthfull follyes and weaknesses.
Not to be influenced by, or give ear to knavish tatling servants, or others.
Not to be too free of advise, nor trouble any but those that desire it.
To desire some good Friends to inform me wch of these Resolutions I break, or neglect, and wherein; and reform accordingly.
Not to talk much, nor of my self.
Not to boast of my former beauty, or strength, or favor with Ladyes, &c.
Not to hearken to Flatteryes, nor conceive I can be beloved by a young woman, et eos qui hereditatem captant, odisse ac vitare.
Not to be positive or opiniative.
Not to sett up for observing all these Rules; for fear I should observe none.
More than three centuries later and they are still applicable
for writers today.
In 1942, then 30-year old Woody Guthrie came out with his own
NY bullet points:
- Work more and better
- Work by a schedule
- Wash teeth if any
- Shave
- Take bath
- Eat good — fruit — vegetables — milk
- Drink very scant if any
- Write a song a day
- Wear clean clothes — look good
- Shine shoes
- Change socks
- Change bed cloths often
- Read lots good books
- Listen to radio a lot
- Learn people better
- Keep rancho clean
- Dont get lonesome
- Stay glad
- Keep hoping machine running
- Dream good
- Bank all extra money
- Save dough
- Have company but dont waste time
- Send Mary and kids money
- Play and sing good
- Dance better
- Help win war — beat fascism
- Love mama
- Love papa
- Love Pete
- Love everybody
- Make up your mind
- Wake up and fight
Woody Guthrie,
THE folksinger, was supposed to be 100 years last year. He wrote on his guitar:
This machine kills fascists. And even if his songs are unsung by today's
karaoke singers, his New Year's list still harks true.
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