Clean Slate Confessions

31 Dec

I guess looking back at it, we were raised in a superstitious house. We toss salt over our shoulders if it spilled, went out of our way to avoid the path of black cats and never spoke ill of the dead JUST IN CASE.

When it came to New Years Eve, the house was cleaned with a fervor most people reserve for spring cleaning. All the laundry was done so the only unclean clothes were the ones on our bodies. And all grooming was done to runway-ready perfection. All by midnight.

The idea was to begin the year as you meant to continue and I’ve kept up with this tradition even though I know it doesn’t necessarily mean my year is going to continue in that way. So this year, I’m adding something new: confessing a few of my “sins” in hopes that releasing them will allow for a bigger, better, brighter year.

1.  I don’t worry about people liking me — I’m fairly likable — but I give birth to irate puppies when I know people are reading my books. This includes my editor. I’m still not sure my words won’t blind someone.

2. I’m still quietly stalking Kim Knox. I have been for the past two years. I’ve never met her but I’m convinced she’s got an adorable smile and smells like gardenias. My secret motto is still “be more like Kim.” Guess this is no longer a secret.

3. I am still a swear machine. If scientists could figure out how to harness the power of my swears into energy, I could reverse global warming all by my onesie. The good news is that I have a really strong filter (so not around children, churches, schools, professional settings) and that it’s typically confined to my car.

4. I wasted a lot of time on toxic writer relationships. So much time I wish I could collect and repurpose to something more constructive — even watching paint dry would be a better use of that time.

5. I read WAY more than I write. I easily read more than 100 books this year, some of which are favorites that I’ve read multiple times. I don’t want to become one of those writers who say they don’t read — I personally think that’s stupid — but I hope to make it a bit more even next year.

Wow. Feels a bit like standing on stage in my underpants for the world to see, but confession is supposed to be good. I guess only time will tell.

From all the Passionistas, have a Safe & Happy New Year!



Who hopes your read responsibly in the New Year.  If you want to hear more of Sasha’s ramblings, visit her at or follow her on Twitter @SashaDevlin


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