Normally I try not to be so arrogant and self promoting, but I set myself a task this morning to choose the best things that I have written this year and summarize them here for those of you that may have missed something along the way, or for those of you who just care to take a look back at the year 2013 through my eyes. And I’m not going to lie to you, this year has been a steaming pile of awful, and I couldn’t be happier to shovel a large amount of dirt on it and move on to 2014. The funny thing about misery though is that it tends to produce some pretty good writing, and I’m proud to look back and discover that I wrote quite a few things off the cuff that were pretty dang good if I do say so myself.
Without any further complaining or whining (or boasting), here’s what I think is my best of this past year.
I got to revisit (with some horror at the awfulness of it all) a piece that I wrote for my high school literary magazine back some 25 years ago.
I received a very strange letter letting me know that I was getting sued.
April was a pretty good month on the writing front, and it began with a car that wouldn’t start.
I flexed my old journalism skills and did an honest to goodness interview with an honest to goodness novelist.
I rode my bike a really long way again and lived to tell the tale.
I laid out my plans for a golden pop culture mashup sure to bring in boatloads of cash.
A chance meeting on Memorial Day left me feeling pretty depressed.
I gushed over a cinematic masterpiece that had to be seen to be believed.
In August, things at mi casa took a nosedive.
That led to some big changes in September.
I journeyed to the heart of perkiness, and found it to be a strange and glittery place.
I witnessed the greatest piece of art television has ever given us, but am still not sure if I can bring myself to watch it again.
During the government shutdown, I pleaded with Queen Elizabeth to take us back.
I took a break from my new pescatarian lifestyle to make the perfect cheeseburger.
I experienced an unprecedented confluence of sadness, depression and futility on I-95.
I wrote a sprawling, five part recap of a visit to one of my favorite cities in the world. (All five parts are linked from there.)
I paid homage to The Onion with a some Hunger Games silliness.
An old friend played a pretty amazing show here in Orlando.
I kicked off the holidays the best way possible.
My best of the year in music post included a very tall, very sad surprise.
I finally got picked for jury duty, and it was pretty much a bust.
I helped some folks out of a jam with a text book screen and roll.
And finally, I aired my Festivus grievances and stuck a fork in this rather forgettable year.
Here’s to a better 2014.