I have made the point that the eve of the Jewish New Year (aka the REAL New Year) is not about making resolutions, yelling WHOO! and making out. But there’s nothing stopping you from doing those things on December 31 at 11:59pm!
I’m working on a column about New Year’s resolutions and would love your input. Do you resolve anything? Why or why not? If you do have a resolution (or have ever had one), what prompted it? Was there a single moment of genesis? Please share your resolutions; please make them original, achievable and meaningful. They needn’t be Jewish, but if they are, that’s icing on the Clark. (Dick Clark, get it? That was a long way to go for a lame New Year’s joke. Sorry.) Post here or email me at [email protected].
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Marjorie Ingall is a former columnist for Tablet, the author of Mamaleh Knows Best, and a frequent contributor to the New York Times Book Review.