The Blue Moon Phase

Around this time of year, many otherwise sane, intelligent and well-intentioned people start making lists and setting themselves ridiculous challenges and resolutions that they are never ever - not even in a blue moon - likely to attempt. 

Let alone complete. 

Blaise Pascal

It's understandable, in fact it's only natural to strive to achieve and each generation hopes for a brighter future. 

'All the trouble in the world,' wrote Blaise Pascal 'arises from our inability to still still in a room'

Life, we are told is a journey. So we busily set goals at the beginning and start running wildly, shoelaces undone and arms flailing towards the finish line hoping to mark each post a winner.  

But why must we put ourselves through so much pain. All that puffing and panting trying to keep up such a frantic pace is not only exhausting but also if we could stop, rewind and replay the video tape of our lives, we would probably look pretty silly.

For as Benjamin Franklin himself predicted, there is nothing more certain than death and taxes.
Which, brings me to the point of this rather long-winded rambling post about old blokes whose ugly faces ended up plastered all over bank notes. 

The moon must be in its blue phase cause I've just committed to complete the Franklin level (named after our very own Stella Miles Franklin, not crusty ol' BJ) of the 2014 Australian Women's Writers Challenge. 

http://australianwomenwriters.com
Which means I plan to read another ten books on the list and review at least six. 

It's a tough gig, I know but someone's gotta do it ... anyone else game to state their new year's resolutions?