Did you resolve last New Year's to keep a journal? With the
firmest of intentions, perhaps you took pen in hand the first of
January to face a book of blank pages. After struggling through the
fog of a champagne headache to find something worth writing about,
the potential diarist in you expired on the barren fluff of floral
parades and football maneuvers. You set it aside. Months have
passed. Now, something happens in your life-a spouse leaves, a lover
appears, the meaning of death crunches, or you simply notice that
seagulls posit themselves on certain statues-and the urge to write
about it reminds you of that plan to keep a diary this year. It's
okay to start now, whenever; the interior ...