#365: Wreath Havoc

Carroll Gardens, Brooklyn

For someone who likes counting down, I really loathe countdowns, so I thought I'd slip back into the stream of things with minimal fanfare and absolutely zero suspense. But since you're here -- and hello there, nice to see you again -- you've probably noted I'm up to my old tricks again. That's right, lest the Ampersand Seven number line go too long untended, 2013 will see the return of the beloved number-a-day as I trot out the new collection from 365 on January 1st all the way to 1 on December 31st next. It seems I just can't resist an odd numbered year.

It's been an eventful stretch for me in the meantime, as I'm sure it's been for you. I've been novel-wrangling (revising is no longer the proper word for what I do at my desk, though it's what I say in polite company), number-collecting (old habits die hard), debt-gathering (chasing after a Master's in English/Comparative Literature at Columbia University), ice hockey-playing (a reckless, ill-conceived, and simply awesome new pursuit I've been blogging about over here, in case you missed it), and more. But I miss sharing my numbers, and I'd love to hear from you if any of the posts call to mind any of your own stories or thoughts, so do chime in if you feel the inkling.

My challenge for the year will be to post a run of brand new numbers for 2013 featuring the usual riffs and rambles, but seeing as I've run out of ends on which to burn my candle, I may from time to time go quiet or call upon the ghosts of number lines past to fill the space. If I do, I'll be sure to wring my hands and make it quite public, but I figured a little cheating here and there beats the threat of another year-long blackout. In the new year, you can expect a new visual treat each day and some possible tweaks as I do my winter cleaning, thinking, and updating. But it's nice to be back, and how could I resist when I had this holiday-themed 365 just waiting in the wings? Wishing you all a very happy new year, and see you soon.