Debut novels, pollerskate, the toppling of fascism – as far as New Year’s resolutions are concerned, tmrw has the whole spectrum nailed. Check out below what our writers, editors and photographers plan to achieve in 2017.
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Tanyel Gumushan:
Squat while brushing teeth, wear the new killer coat with confidence, say more things aloud. 2017 will be the year that I turn 21, and (hopefully) graduate (rumour has it, Lenny Henry will be on that stage with me, so I can’t miss that Instagram opportunity). I vow to take these further steps into adulthood, with excitement more than nerves. I am guilty of always thinking the grass is greener, a guilty pessimist whose glass always… needs topping up. My 2017 resolution is to be good to me, and worship Zara Larsson’s tweets as a guide.
Harry Cartwright:
In short: paint more paintings, take more pictures, do more good. But, I really ought to stop biting my nails at 23…
Niall Flynn:
New Year’s resolutions always remind me of how much shit I don’t actually do. Going from my latest list of aspirational achievements, I’m an out-of-shape, monolingual technophobe who doesn’t read, watch or travel enough, mainly due to his habit of leaving extremely important tasks to the very last minute. Perhaps this is why I always enter the New Year crying, or throwing up. My new year’s resolution for this year is to enter 2017 doing neither of those things. If I can get that nailed, perhaps the other hurdles will fall accordingly. Then I can concentrate on toppling fascism.
Mollie Mansfield:
Graduate university. Either graduate with a first, or graduate in general. But mainly look as fierce as I think I do in my head in the power suit I’m wearing on the day. But if that fails, become the grime queen I think I am.
Henry Dean:
My resolution for 2017 is to gradually ween myself off of Blonde. Seriously, it’s a problem. I can’t stop listening to it. I’m struggling to work out where the lyrics end and my thoughts begin. I need to find myself some Frank Ocean Nicolette patches.
Tilda Bywater:
In 2016 I resolved to take up pole dancing classes (or ‘pole fitness’ if you want to be coy about it) as part of a personal agenda to do more fun things. Now that I have vaguely (not really) mastered contorting my limbs around a spinning pole, I intend to dig out my roller skates for 2017 and try out a variation of the sport now being offered at my local pole studio – ‘pollerskate’ (yep, it’s a thing).
George Griffiths:
2017 will be the year I graduate from university, so obviously I would really like it if I did actually graduate. In a way, the next year will be the biggest jump of my life; I won’t have the safety net of education (or the Welsh government’s loan grant, god bless) and, to be perfectly honest with you, I have no fucking clue what I want to do with my life, apart from write. So some guidance on that front would be much appreciated, or I’ll have to resort to writing a self-published erotic novel and just hope for the best.
Claudia Knight:
2017 will be the year of sass. I’m talking Solange sass. Creative sass which will touch every aspect of my life and those who I meet. I want to feel more, do more, see more (without being too Pinterest) end embrace my younger years. Watch out, world – Claude ain’t holding back.
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Happy New Year.
Words by HQ
