January, for most people, is a time of resolutions, and a time of resolutions broken. I’m trying for the former. On this, the weekend of both the MLK day of service and the second inauguration of Barack Obama, I am feeling a sense of guarded optimism. That extends to my own resolve to make 2013 a year of transition, a year of finding my words. Let the fun begin.
Beginnings
THE MEMOIR LIFE 