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20 February 2020

Song Mood: I Dream Myself Alive by A-ha.  My dreams are returning to me.  Or I am remembering them more.  In the past I would take B12 and I would remember my dreams more.  So thinking I may have B12 deficiency, I started taking B12 again.  I was still dreamless.  Then thinking that malabsorption causes a D deficiency (which I was diagnosed with) made me look into fighting malabsorption, hence I started taking probiotics.  And now I remember my dreams more.

My dream this morning was odd.  I was hanging out with this woman and her family.  Except that she wore a mask that distorted the space around her face.  No matter how much I tried to see her face, I couldn’t.  All I wanted to do was say that I’m sorry.  Then a childhood friend came and was being obnoxious.  Made me chug a can of beer.  Something I would never ever want to do.  He made the other men in the dream chug beers.  I woke up frustrated that I couldn’t say sorry and then wrote the dream on my phone’s notepad.

I have been sick since last Thursday, I just realized that’s been a week.  I did better today and haven’t taken any fake sudefed or any other cold medicine.  On my Monday I felt discomfort in my stomach and went home.  I slept most of the day.  Because I took Monday off, I have been working 10 hour shifts.  So I’m using this time now in the Library to decompress and write this blog.  Tomorrow, I’ll need to work 9 hours to get my time in.  So it’s awesome that I have job where I can do this.  Next week I may try working three 10 hour shifts and then 5 hours on Thursday and Friday and try to get even more writing done.  It’s an idea.
Due to being sick, I decided to not exercise until Saturday.  No over exerting myself and making it tougher for me to get better.  So Saturday I’ll resume exercising and writing.

The two questions I have for writing this week are: 1.) How do I ground the reader with location markers?  2.) How do I discribe magic, or special powers?  The first one is easier.  From reading Down Among the Sticks and Bones by Seanan McGuire, I noticed that in some sections she did a long paragraph of description while having the character do something in that description.  She was describing the Moor while having a character walk through it.  So that is something that I can do.  At the beginning of a series of scenes, I can make a thorough description.  That will help with the word count.

So tonight, I will just read.  Tomorrow, I’ll do something close to my Friday thing.  Saturday I will exercise, write and go to a birthday party.  Then on Sunday I’ll do my Sunday thing and start the week all over.  I have to tell myself that I am closer to changing my world, I need to believe that change is coming.


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