DeAnna Knippling

Adventures du jour! Slept in a bit, woke up feeling waaaaaaay better than yesterday, skipped yoga so I could get outside before it got too hot, promised myself I’d do it later–didn’t. On the walk, I had a couple of moments where my solar plexus tightened up again, just like my traps did when I […]

Adventures du jour! Today: more horrible headaches (nauseating ones) as the body works out the aftereffects of releasing years of tension around the solar plexus. Lots of good tradeoffs, though. Instead of bending forward and relaxing into being able to put my hands on the floor, I can now pop down easily and have to

Adventures du jour! Yesterday I got through most of the scene in my WIP that was giving me the fits, by heading into a sore spot for poor Goth Girl. My subconscious roughly reminded me that this is a therapy book and I spent a couple of hours last night crying and writing. There’s a

Adventures du jour! Yoga: I got to do yoga on the patio while the fog rolled in. It just doesn’t get any better than that. Lower back tight, horrible headache/neckache, chest tight, hips in rebellion, feet felt like bricks. In a good mood. By the time I was done I felt fine. I think I

Adventures du jour! If I crap out today, it’s because I feel like I can barely keep my eyes open. Ray says she feels the same way. It’s gray out, possibly a storm coming in. Yoga: The knot at the back of my neck had started to creep back in yesterday. I tracked it down

Adventures du jour! Yoga: the knot at the end of my spine and most of the soreness in my spine joints (?) was gone this morning, so I rolled out my lower spine out with the foam roller. Sometimes I feel like I should buy one of those endless cookie cutter things and give myself

Adventures du jour! After I told myself I wouldn’t start writing until I got certain tasks done, I went and did it anyway. Worse yet, I wrote a dream sequence of the Idiot Quartet gaming at a pizza place, but they’re not gaming, they’re arguing about something plot-related. Eventually the scene breaks down. I have

Adventures du jour! So I sent a request to a certain editor to see if she would beta-read the WIP in progress for me a couple of days ago, with an eye to editing it. I desperately need a sensitivity reader, and I really like this editor, and whenever I see her in person she

Adventures du jour. I got up in a foul mood, the kind of mood that develops into (my version of) depression if I don’t take care of it. “Why do you even bother to write?” is a red flag for this. I’m learning to take it seriously when something triggers me to bring hate or

Part/book 2 of the WIP, Blind Date with Death, is done! I feel like it’s going incredibly slowly, but that’s just me thinking in ghostwriting terms. I’ve been making song playlists for each part of the WIP, and my brain is already playing the first song of the next part on repeat. I usually make