Happy New Year
Actually, they were ongoing resolutions like to read A Christmas Carol and have figgy pudding.
So off I went to the internet and my local World Market. I found Christmas pudding, which when you type in figgy pudding this pops up, so I decided this was the closest I would get. It was not a pudding as we in the U.S. know it, which I learned, but like a mincemeat pie in fruitcake form. I like mincemeat pie, I like fruitcake (some of them) but not this hard cake.
Since figgy pudding and Christmas Pudding may be different, I now cannot formulate an opinion until I get figgy pudding from the source – I will have to go to Europe. Darn.
For Christmas I got a copy of the manuscript version of Dickens’ A Christmas Carol!
I couldn’t get over the first two sentences and I was in pure ecstasy. A comma out of place and other strange punctuation. This was how the writer originally turned it in.
It was glorious seeing all the photocopies of his original manuscript. I will read the entire book at some point, but as a writer, this version was so unexpectedly exciting.
Most people think when a book is published that it is exactly how it came from the author, that it was perfect and that the author was done with it once it was published.
Not so. I love seeing the editor marks on some of the most beloved and famous authors, how to them the story has this problem or that and they don’t ever consider it final. (Star Wars fans will understand this dilemma when the creator decides to go back and get to reconstruct what they wanted to do all along. Turns out that genius is not in what you wanted to create, but what was created and embraced by others as perfect.) The audience, the readers, they don’t know anything but what is on the paper and not what is in the author’s mind. The story never ceases for the author, otherwise there wouldn’t be sequels.
Those were my almost-resolved ongoing resolutions.
Good luck with your this New Year 2019