Skip to main content

7 February 2020

Song Mood: I Melt with You by Modern English.  There was this cool scene in the romcom Whatever it Takes where the guy plays this song on the accordion to the girl in the apartment building across the street.  Then plays it again in front of everybody after he proclaimed his love for her.

Snippets.  I think I will try to work snippets in my blog.  These posts already work with the idea of snippets.  I put in a drop down when I change ideas.  I chronicle the day or week with things that happen.  But drop down when the blog post goes on a different idea that I thought of that day.  But I will try to do individual snippets for blog posts as well.  So if in the near distant future that I may want to present a personal essay collection, it will be easier for me to chose and edit what I have already posted.  Sometimes the problem when writing these posts is that when I write them, I tend write more than I had originally thought I would write.  Anyway.

I decided that I would give probiotics a try.  Two principal ideas on this.  One: years ago I was diagnosed with a Vitamin D deficiency.  I had to take Vitamin D pills that were are 50,000 units every other day for two months.  Currently I take 5,000 units daily.  So a vitamin deficiency is an indication of malabsorption and malnutrition.  Probiotics would help fight against malabsorption.
Two: in the case that I may have an autoimmune disease like diabetes, lupus or pernicious anemia.  My bet is currently on Lupus.  Signs of an autoimmune disease is joint pain, fatigue, fever, achy muscles and trouble concentrating.  The problem with autoimmune diseases is that they are difficult to diagnose.  And with the majority of them having the same symtoms, there is no clear thing to look for.  It can take up to five years before one can be diagnosed.  So I may experience a lot of the symptoms on one level or another.  Until something major happens, and even then, it would be tough for doctors to figure out what is happening to me.  Malabsorption is something that happens with a handful autoimmune diseases.  So if probiotics helps with that, they may also help against an autoimmune disease.

Tomorrow will be my writing day.  I wrote a bit in my story last night and enjoyed it.  I enjoy writing Kurt Grey the Finder now that he is the villan.  Now that I don’t have the same backstory for him as I did before, he becomes more interesting.  I’m still working out what his powers are.  Like he has sonar and echo location.  Then I also giving him the ability to create an EMP (Electro Magnetic Pulse).  But what does an EMP actually do.  Can it actually send an object flying if it got struck by the EMP?
So, I am enjoying writing more, and that’s a good thing.  I looked at my list of projects to do next and I switched around two projects.  I think that the one with the chronomancer needs to be next to the one with the villan.  The Chronomancer helps Milo get home.  The first project, the one I’m writing, is the origin of Milo de Ford.  The second is an Edgar Townsend story.  Then until the final novel, the rest of the series is about Milo trying find his way home.  In each world he either finds something or learns something that helps him get home.  The chronomancer gives him the final piece.

I will forge on with my writing, but something needs to happen in my life.


Currently I am reading Down Among the Sticks and Bones by Seanan McGuire.  Whatever I said I wasn’t going to do, I did.  I loved the first book in the Wayward Children series and went out and bought the second.  And now I’m reading it.  She tends to write a lot of exposition, but then peppers in a sentence or two of action.  I enjoy reading her stories.  I don’t care if there is telling.  I don’t care if there is a lot of exposition.  In the end it’s about a good story, voice and how you present the voice.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Moleskine

I am in the habit of buying Moleskine journals.  I think they are great.  However, I'm more of a typer than a writer.  And if I ever wrote in my Moleskines as much as I journaled on my computer and for my blogs, I would fill volumes.

11 March 2020

Song Mood: Funky Town by Lipps Inc.  As a strange thing happened as I was walking around Wally-world for no reason.  That song had been playing on the radio.  One of the workers of the store was singing the song, after it had played and then I sang it while I was looking for stuff.  Other shoppers were singing it after I passed them.  It was like a chain Funky Town performance in a store.
I am super tired as I am always during this time of the year tired.  Today, I felt a lot of pain in my back and sides, kind of like where my gallbladder used to be.  I stopped eating fried foods a little over a week ago.  Who knows.
I know I’m sounding like a broken record, but something needs to change.  Tomorrow needs to be a new day.
I went to the writer’s group tonight, not that many since the facilitator wasn’t there.
Tomorrow will be a day for taxes.  Then I will attempt to do some writing.  I came up with an idea for the project I’m working on.  Glum triggers Milo’s gift and in the process, M…

14 March 2020

It’s been a long day.  I woke up at 4:30am, hungry.
I went to Walmart to do the weekly grocery shopping.  I went to the lake.  I didn’t go out really.  Tomorrow will much of the same.
I didn’t get much of anything done, except for getting groceries and exercise.
I did watch The Pale Horse, a movie on Prime based off of Agatha Christie’s novel by the same name.  I thoroughly enjoyed it.  I haven’t read the novel and at this time I’m not sure I would have time, or it would be down the list by a lot.  I was most impressed with the wife in this little mini series that was the length of a movie.  The way she knifed a pillow, just gave me the chills.  And I thought that if I ever married Agatha Christie, I would sleep with one eye open.  She plotted out thousands of deaths within the hundreds of books she published.  I have a feeling that if I were married to her, she would have me on a leash and I would be happy because I would actually learn how to write mysteries.  Rufus Sewell has to b…