Holidays…Ray goes nuts on potatoes…watching videos as weirdos…stuff vs. experiences…reread on favorite manga, Fruits Basket. Adventures du jour! I took the last few days off and didn’t work on fiction or do any business-related activities. Inbox = disaster. Probably I’d be better off using the time I’m going to spend writing this in starting to […]

Attack of distractions – letting go of my psych doc – what Floridians think of as “cold” – dance: shifting weight and balance. Adventures du jour! I am struggling to concentrate on writing fiction today: All the yoga. All the difficult books. Worked on secret project for an hour. Wrote for two hours on a

Story done, mental crash – the ideal hair stylist – a Ray day in Gulfport, FL – candied jalapenos – the perfect book Adventures du jour! Yesterday was supposed to be “a day off” but really wasn’t, and today I’m going to crash whether I like it or not, I guess. Yesterday: I had three

Isometric exercises…agonist/antagonist muscles…writing process: using others’ expertise…AI and tech drama…liking yourself vs. bragging. Adventures du jour! Isometric exercises: the results are promising. So promising, in fact, that they have spurred me to take the morning off yoga and have a minor moral collapse so I could do a Panera bagel run. I am sore and

Adventures du jour! I’m making crystalized ginger for some lemon bar mischief later. Today’s mischief: leftover ginger liquid, sugar, gin, and tonic. It’s spicy enough that I’m pretty sure I’ll regret this later. I could just BUY the crystalized ginger, but a) that means Trader Joe’s during the holiday season, and, more importantly, b) I’ve

Adventures du jour! Passed a test last night; feeling rather proud of myself today, if somewhat stubborn. More stubborn than most people. More stubborn than usual. Ornery? Obstinate? Perseverant? Intractable. Yesterday I finally got caught up on posting the “adventures du jour” to Substack (a newsletter-like company), then posted a note about it on my

Adventures du jour! A good day: –Ray told me last night that she’d hidden a second set of googly eyes about the house and I found them! Then set up a photo for her for proof. (She missed the photo and says that I have not yet found ALL of them. There is YET ANOTHER

Adventures du jour! Last night I spent most of the time hanging out with Ray. We played Left4Dead, a cooperative shooter game that *really* enforces cooperative play for greater success, and we both drank one of my random gin concoctions. (I’d accidentally picked up diet tonic water; when I say I’m my own worst enemy,

Adventures du jour! Mostly the last couple of days have been beating my head against a new story for a class/anthology. I had to build a different music playlist for it because the main character tolerates dance music about as well as I’d tolerate an extra hole in the head. The story is done and

Adventures du jour! On days like this, I often imagine that there’s a bowl of liquid in my mind, a bowl that gets jostled when I confront the unexpected or unpleasant. It’s sloshing around at the moment. I am upset, but not overset. I got some good writing done last night on the assignment story,