birds in a barrel's mission is to release creative nonfiction into the wild.

40 Days & 40 Writes is its first project.

Why Make Them?

I don’t believe in making resolutions.

The younger me tried making a few New Year’s resolutions, but found they were too stressful. I couldn’t keep going with whatever I had resolved to do.

The older me now puts it in my mind that I will do something and I push myself to do it. I find this tactic works better for me than making a promise to do something,then breaking said promise and never doing it at all.

Exercising is a necessity for me. When the spring weather hits above 50 I’m on my bike riding. I continue this daily ride into the fall. I also incorporate after dinner walks on the beach.

The real challenge comes in January to force myself to continue to exercise. I hating riding indoors on my trainer. I do it for my health. I drop the walking as the winds off the lake are fierce.

By not making a resolution I actually do what needs to be done. I adjust the task according to my day.
As the year’s have passed I completely tune out the hype about making resolutions. They just don't work for me.

There’s even something about the word which bothers me. I can’t pinpoint exactly what it is, but I just can’t make any type of resolution. I can say I will continue with said task, but to say I am making a resolution, I will do this every day is like making a promise to do something.

Most of the time I have no clue what my day has instore for me. So why make a resolution. Then fret about it. I don’t need resolutions to add more stress to my life.

This 40 days was easy in the sense of sitting down to do it, not only because there was an end date, but the curiosity of what it would do to help me with my writing, made me head to my computer daily. Some of the prompts were hard, but I never waivered from sitting down and doing it.

I won’t make a resolution to keep writing. I will tell myself everyday at some point you have to sit down and just write. I’m looking forward to seeing what begins to flow out of my brain.

Poker Face

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