Its 2015 already.
I didn’t used to believe old folks when they said life went faster the longer you lived it.
But they sure spoke true.
In some ways, 2014 was, for me, a year of abrupt challenge, a year of cumbersome change; a year of long nights and worrisome days.
And the year still rolled by like one of those calendar page montages from a ‘40’s-era Hollywood potboiler.
In some ways, 2014 was a year bursting with joy, a year of lingering lightheartedness; a year full of those moments that simmer with the kind of happiness that slows down time, that make us take stock, and that remind us how much fun life can be.
And it all still flew past like a late-for-work hummingbird in the commuter lane.
In 2014, I got sick. Real sick. Then I got well. Very well.
Not everyone we love got a chance to get well in 2014, and we mourn their passing.
Loved ones both here and gone sustain me.
I am grateful for their presence always.
My wife and I got to do a small bit of travel in 2014. We didn’t go too far, but we saw things we never saw before. We went to concerts, and comedy shows, and ate a few great restaurant meals.
We are grateful for the opportunity to see and do things others may not get to see and do.
I watched the news in 2014. I read a lot, and not just the work of writers with whom I already happen to agree. I listened to opinions from TV talking heads with minutes to fill between commercials, from friends with perceptions of the world so different from mine I wonder how we’ve grown so close, and even from the random dude at the convenience store who believes the whole world is his own little AM radio station.
If all my thoughts on current events coalesce into one single idea, it’s this:
All lives matter.
On past New Year’s Days I’ve tried to reflect on what I’ve learned in the prior year. Among the things I learned or had reinforced for me in 2014 are:
- Don’t judge other people by what you believe is in their hearts and minds. Judge yourself by what you know is in yours.
- Too many people lack empathy for others. They only see the world through the prism of their own experiences. A worthwhile goal in life is try to see any situation from a point of view that conflicts and challenges your own. You may learn something about you.
- Most people don’t ask enough questions.
2015 you ask?
I got your 2015 right here:
Big things are on the horizon.
We’re going to go places and we’re going to do things, and sometime in the spring of 2015 you’re going to read these words on the back of a new book:
“July 4th, 1976. When Tooey Walter walked beyond The Block’s fringes and in toward its pulsating neon heart, his instincts stopped him mid-stride, as if he were entering a predatory place like a marsh or a woods. Places where it was important to know where he was stepping.”
Bloody Point: 1976 is the hard-boiled but nostalgic story of Tooey Walter, a young Chesapeake Bay waterman hired to retrieve a local big shot’s rebellious daughter from The Block, Baltimore’s notorious red light district. One part coming-of-age adventure mixed with one part epic quest and garnished with a funky slice of Bicentennial Americana, Bloody Point: 1976 takes the reader on a wild ride, from Maryland’s rural Eastern Shore to the rough and tumble streets of a big city nightmare, and back again, to where, after the final inevitable confrontations, nothing will ever be the same.
Told with characters born of voice, humor, and truth, Brent Lewis’ first novel, Bloody Point: 1976 is an occasionally violent, frequently racy, and ultimately tragic tale of conflicted people in a changing time and place.
I can’t wait for you to read it.