Retrospective

 "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..."

I dunno. Getting all Dickens about 2024 seems... But, that line continues, "It was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness." Maybe Dickens had a little Nostradamus in him.

In spite of my inattention, Bikecopblog had a remarkable year. We saw monthly numbers of about fifteen hundred, and moved toward 270K total views. In spite of my attention turned primarily to my website, some posts ("This Week's Scapegoats," eg) scored several hundred hits. One, an introspective about playlists ("A Place in the World") brought a comment from someone who'd found it during an internet search for something else. In a nutshell, Bikecopblog is popular in spite of its author's mediocrity.

Every year I commit to writing more in these spaces. Every year I am farther away from the years when I actually was a bike cop.

Every year I commit to finding things to write about where my years "on the job" help interpret the events of the day. Every year the events of the day become increasingly inexplicable.

So, this is what I will commit to this year.

I'm going to write. Joy is going to sleep next to me "on the porch." Sometimes, we are going to be at a campsite, or on the actual back porch. Some of what I write will appear here, some on my website, some in books (Amy 3, title TBD, will probably be released in 2025).

This is what works for me.