Josh Griffiths

My 2026 New Year's Resolutions

New Year's Resolutions are a better idea on paper than in practice. A year is a long time, yet also no time at all. Deciding to do something and giving yourself a year to do it gives you either enough time to drag your feet, or not enough time to accomplish your overambitious goals. You want to lose weight? Eh, it can wait until next week. Want to make a video game? I hope you started last year.

Maybe its better to think of resolutions as a list of aspirations rather than a checklist. That’s what I’m telling myself, anyway. Better than admitting you’re lazy. I’ve crafted a list of somewhat feasible goals I’d like to at least start in the new year. You gotta admire that level of couching. 2025 was such a terrible year I’ll be elated if I achieve even one of these.

Read Better

I barely read anything in 2023 and 2024, only getting back into it late last year. Still, I only read 19 books in 2025. The problem isn’t necessarily the number of books I read, its the quality of my reading. By that, I mean I often started a book reading 20 or 30 pages, and then put it down for days or even weeks before getting back to it.

I wonder if this is some kind of book-specific form of ADHD. I don’t struggle focusing on tasks, if anything I too often get tunnel vision when working on projects. When it comes to books though, I can't seem to stick with them, even ones I enjoy. That’s not true for every book of course, I finished Gate of Ivrel and Circe last year in three sittings each. Those were the exceptions. It’s why I quit reading for two years. I never made the conscious decision to stop, I never picked up a book in the first place. Getting back into reading though, that I had to make a concerted effort to do. Maybe that means I don’t like reading?

I want to spend 2026 not only reading more, but better. I want to spend every day reading a book, like I used to. I want to sit down and read fifty pages without wandering off to watch YouTube or whatever. I want to read a book in a reasonable amount of time, and not put it off for so long than when I do finally get back to it I can’t remember what was going on. At the very least, I want to read at least a couple of pages a day. If I can’t manage that, then maybe I don’t like reading after all.

But Seriously, Just Stop

Writing these blogs has taught me a lot about my writing. I seem to be at my best when I’m unloading a stream of consciousness and editing later, rather than writing to an outline. At least for blogs, fiction is a different story. I tried that with a short story idea and it ended up becoming a convoluted 20,000 word novella.

The blog also taught me that I am sexually attracted to the words ā€˜just’ and ā€˜but.’ I can’t explain it than through some Freudian attraction. Every sentence is sprinkled with the splatterings of my passion for these two words… okay, I’m going to stop this metaphor now.

I don’t know how or when I noticed, but when I did, I was flabbergasted, befuddled, and thunderstruck by the perfidy at which my minuscule vocabulary fruitlessly withered upon the creeping tendrils of ineptitude at the juncture of its most consequential function.

I’ve never been one for flowery writing; I put a book down yesterday after ten pages because it read like it was written by a high school jock in poetry class trying to finish an assignment five minutes before it was due. Yet (gottem) reusing words too often is bad writing, especially simple words like ā€˜just’ and ā€˜but.’ They’re the telltale signs of a writer unsure of themselves, feeling the need to prop up their sentences with examples and non sequiturs, like when they suddenly bring up dropping a book by throwing child athletes under the bus.

Last year I got back into writing fiction. If I’m going to have any hope of selling my stories, I need to do a gooder righting, and putting all thees butjusts all over my wordy words is will be bad four me.

Write The Damn Book Already

Speaking of writing fiction, I started writing my first novel last year! By which I mean I spent about nine months planning it and not writing a single word of the actual story.

In my defense, I ingeniously decided that my first book should be a science fiction story with multiple planets and alien races, and a complex history involving humans leaving Earth and finding a new planet to inhabit. I needed that much time to plan the backstory, research and design all the technology, and devise how the aliens and planets all worked. In a previous blog, I talked about how difficult it was coming up with unique alien races. In fact, thanks to an extended holiday break (and now a bad knee injury I got yesterday) I’m still working on that aspect.

It’s also something of an excuse. I’m very nervous about this. I quit writing fiction for ten years before getting back into it last year. I’ve already failed as a journalist and YouTuber. I’m turning 34 this year, I work a crappy grocery store job, and I feel like I’m running out of chances to achieve my dreams and break out of this cycle. If I fail again, I feel like I’ll be stuck here forever. But the book can’t fail if it never gets written! That’s how that works, right?

No, that’s not right. I can’t let fear paralyze me like this. I do need to finish planning two of the alien races and one planet, and I need to write a more detailed outline. Sooner than later, though, I need to start writing. I will be stuck in this crappy job the rest of my life if I don’t at least try.

No* AAA Video Games, No Hollywood Movies

After being unhealthily obsessed with video games for years, 2025 was the year of my intervention. The video game industry was always… what’s the word I’m looking for? Garbage? Filth? Shit? Last year though really felt like the beginning of the end. From massive billion dollar acquisitions and consolidations, the Saudi government taking over huge swaths of the industry, a huge push into genAI, more layoffs and studio closures, and worse games than ever, it was an awful year for video games.

Meanwhile, Hollywood is still Hollywood. They’re not quite going all-in on the genAI bandwagon like AAA gaming is, so that’s something, I guess. Yet conversely, while the occasional AAA game accidentally turns out great, I can’t remember the last time I thought a Hollywood film was better than ā€œmeh.ā€ 2018’s Black Panther, maybe?

So I’m going to stop, at least in 2026. I want to see if I can go the whole year without playing a AAA video game or watching a Hollywood film. Well, mostly. Admittedly, I have a stack of AAA video games that have been gathering dust on my shelf for awhile that I want to finally get rid of. It’s only three of them, and I have a blog about them in a couple of days. I’m tired of them hanging over me, and finally clearing them out will be like cutting the last ties to AAA gaming. There are plenty of great indie games and foreign films I can spend my time on instead.

Watch More Foreign Foreign Films

Speaking of foreign films, this is something I need to do better at.

If you read my Best Movies I Watched in 2025 blog, you’ll know I mostly stuck to East Asian films last year. The majority of films I watch these days are from China, Hong Kong, Japan, Korea, and Taiwan. Pat on the back, gold star to me for being so diverse. I can do better, though. There’s a whole world of great films out there.

I’ve had my eye on a bunch of movies for longer than I care to admit. Memories of Underdevelopment from Cuba, Rafiki from Kenya, Whisky from Uruguay, and No Bears from Iran are butjust a few of them. I can launch into a diatribe about how we in the West don’t pay enough attention to the rest of the world, or how the Global South is too often ignored. I won’t, instead leaving those accusations lingering in the air while refusing to roll the windows down.

By not wasting my time on bad Hollywood movies, I should have more time to finally track these films down and give them a watch. From there, I want to broaden my horizons even more, and see what other wonderful movies I can find from other forgotten country’s film industries.

Eat Healthier

Currently I’m the heaviest I’ve been since before COVID, clocking in at 214lbs (97 kg). In 2019 I was in the best shape of my life, a slim(ish) 189lbs (85.7 kg) and eating relatively healthily. I could easily blame the COVID lockdowns, and I'd be lying. Its down to laziness and falling back into bad habits.

I get all my exercise at work, constantly on my feet walking up and down aisles. My diet, however, consists of garbage, of which I too often grab second and third helpings. I can’t remember the last time I’ve gone a day without eating meat. I’m not going vegan, there’s nothing wrong with eating meat. It needs to come in moderation though, and that’s a word I desperately need to learn when it comes to what I shove in my mouth hole.

I want to eat more vegetables, including more vegetable-exclusive dishes. If I can cut my meaty meals down to three days a week, and fill the other four days with veg dishes and fish I think that’d be a huge win. I don’t eat much junk food, the problem is that when I do I can’t stop myself from binging. So exercising self-control when I do eat some potato chips or candy is also something I need to work on.

Less Internet

During the holidays in late November and late December, there were stretches of days where I didn’t go on the internet once. I didn’t look at websites, didn’t log in to social media, didn’t watch YouTube, didn’t so much as check my email or texts. And you know what? Those were the best days of my year.

I had come to think I had mastered my internet time – stick to decent social media sites, heavily regulate my YouTube and Peertube pages so I only see what I want to see, and only check out a handful of websites I trust. I realized even this was having a negative impact on my health. I was still seeing a lot of horrible stories. If you’ve spent even a nanosecond on Lemmy and Mastodon you’ll know those places love boosting horrible stories from around the world, especially what awful things Trump and Musk are up to on a daily basis.

It’s important to stay informed on said awful things your dictatorial government is doing, and what’s going on in the rest of the world, but you can overdose on that crap. Doomscrolling is absolutely real, and I, like most of us, did far too much of that in 2025. I hate conceding victory to Steve Bannon’s ā€œflood the zoneā€ strategy, but there is no effective counter to it other than logging off. The internet was built to suck up all of your attention, and more and more often, it’s used as a tool to drive hatred and bitterness.

I’m going to be on the internet way less in 2026, especially social media. Lemmy and Mastodon will be dumping grounds for my blogs going forward, and I’m going to limit myself to using the internet once a day for about an hour or so.

Be Less Negative (But Still be Realistic)

For a variety of reasons, 2025 was the worst year of my life. Upon reflection, I think a lot of that was how negative I was. I let the awfulness of everything that was/is happening in the world poison me. I grew overly negative, cynical, bitter, and angry. That colored every interaction in my life, without me even realizing it.

I don’t want to be the bitter and cynical asshole I was in 2025. There’s plenty to be bitter and cynical about, and its important to acknowledge that. But there are still some good things in life. They’re small in the grand scheme of things, and that’s okay. Sometimes you need to stop looking at the bigger picture all the time, stop worrying about that horrible thing happening on the other side of the planet for a few minutes and decompress. Don’t forget about them, but don’t spend every waking moment of your life worrying, either. That isn’t going to help anyone.

This pairs well with spending less time on the internet. I’ll have more time to do things for myself, like reading, writing, and ā€œhanging outā€ with friends and family. Talking to people in-person is nice. Sometimes.

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