I’ve been sick since New Year’s Day. No, not booze-sick. Really sick. But I’m trying not to take it as an omen for what’s to come in 2011.
But being sick has given me a lot of time to think–in addition to giving me reasons to drink more orange juice in one sitting than I have since the Sunny D days (back when I thought that orange sugar water was actually good for me); apply lotion to the rim of my nostrils from blowing so hard and vigorously (I know, I know: that’s what she said.); and run through a box of chamomile and half a box of throat coat. Only today has coffee even had a taste, much less an effect on me. Yet, like I said, I’ve had a lot of time to think, sketch and decide upon my goals for 2011, in life, at work and, naturally, in art.
I’m not one for resolutions, so don’t assume that’s what these are. I’ve resolved in the past, but have never had the resolve to see the finish line, the checkered flag a hazy gray in the distance by February or March. But four years ago, not long after I turned 25, I became obsessed with goals, asking myself the big questions: What do I want out of life? Why? When? And little ones like: Can I really eat bacon and eggs everyday and expect to not be a fat fuck for the rest of my life?
Anyway, back to my 2011 artistic goals, here’s where I stand:
1) Read two books per month. (I know this might seem lightweight to most book-nerds, but I’m a slow reader and usually only have time to read on weekends. I’m about a third of the way through Sam Lipsyte’s “Home Land,” so definitely on schedule here. Um, so far.)
2) Finish and produce “Fat Fuck.” (I’ve been working on this show since May, 2010, and it’s about damn time I do something with it. That’s all I’ll say about that.)
3) Publish two stories/essays and four poems. (A modest number for some, I know, but considering I goose-egged 2010 publications-wise, I don’t want to bullshit myself. Six feels like a good number.)
4) Produce a few more readings. (Be on the look out for a couple of more installments of “Adult Story Time,” the reading I did at Pilot Books in December with milk and cookies. I have a couple of other things on the back burner, which you’ll have to keep checking back for more info about as the year progresses.)
5) Utilize all this god damn technology. (I have this blog that I rarely blog on, but plan to do more with, and my wife gave me a Flip video camera for Christmas, which you’ll be seeing me make use of on here in the coming weeks. And, no, I’m not talking about homemade porn.)
So that’s 2011 in a nutshell for me. I’ve posted this list in my home office/library/guest room (When you only have two bedrooms, you condense.) as a reminder of what I intend to achieve. Last year, I kept my list in my head, but writing it down seems more official. And blogging about it makes it doubly official…and public, meaning I better stick to my word.
If I do, maybe my reward will be that I get bacon and eggs everyday for a week at the end of year.