This was my view on New Year's Day. Since I live in the Pacific Northwest, I'm used to winters that are often wet but seldom white. Most of the time I prefer it that way. This year though we went on a short ski holiday. There's something about looking out onto a pristine mountainside dipped in fluffy snow that made me think the year ahead was just like my Word page. White. Clean. Just waiting for me to fill it up with my ideas. Maybe a little blood'n gore ;-)
I didn't officially make resolutions but I did set short-term and year-long writing goals. How about you?