A New Year

Liminalesque--of or relating to a threshold. What better time to consider the crossing of thresholds than at the beginning of a new year?
Periodically, I feel the need to justify this awkward title. Choosing Liminalesque for a blog title is a bit like choosing the Isle of Elba for a vacation spot: the charms are there, but they are not immediately obvious.
Liminalesque is a name I concocted from the word liminal. My husband was the first, but not the last, to point out that this flies in the face of common blog-sense. Even the root word of Liminalesque isn't in most people's vocabulary, and it is just plain stupid to have a blog title that no one can spell, remember, or pronounce.
Yet I am fixed on it, as attached to it as I am to my short, square hands. In my dreams, I may have long, tapered fingers, elegantly tipped with perfect, oval nails, but the truth is harsher. My ugly mitts and my cumbersome blog moniker are part of who I am. 
As we roll into 2015, I want to thank all of you who read my blog, and I encourage you to please leave comments. May the thresholds you cross lead to marvelous and exciting new places.