Song mood: Something Just Like This by Coldplay and The Chainsmokers.
Yesterday was a bad headache day. I took Ibuprofen and then I took Tylenol after that and it was still bad. I continued working. Then I did my exercising and wrote my poem. And it was still bad. So I lay in bed and played Zelda for a few hours, in which my body felt better and the headache was dull. It was so bad, I cried most of the night because of the pain. My joints hurt. They hurt a bit today. On top of that is the internal organ pain. Which wasn’t as bad as before my gallbladder needed to be removed. So I didn’t get any writing done yesterday.
The holiday is coming up. I have a few days off. I think I will go to Kansas City to go to the museum and take pictures of art. That will be Friday and Saturday. Then I will come back to Omaha and hang out with family.
What I was thinking was may be this could be the weekend legends are made of. I could sit down and write a hundred pages over the long holiday. But then I want culture, going to the museum, ect. It doesn’t mean that I can’t get any writing done. It just means I won’t be able to get as much writing as I would like. Not that that matters.
Listening to James Scott Bell. And what I gather from his lectures, ie. his books, is that there is a lot of brainstorming and free-writes to get the ideas for the book. I will do as I did before, I will pick and choose what advice I follow.
I decided not to listen to the rest of the Marigold podcast. So it’s this young woman with a bad attitude being interviewed by this old guy. And you can tell she just takes over the interview. If it were me conducting the interview, after a bit of attitude, I would have just ended it. Thanked her for her time and left. I may be ninety, and I don’t have time to spare on rude people.
I finished Pietr the Latvian by Georges Simenon. I thought it was good. The first Maigret novel was a bit cloak and dagger. An international criminal is on the loose in France. I liked it because even though it was like a spy novel, it remained true to the mystery genre.
I think, what I need to do is set some time everyday to just write what comes to mind. Regardless of project. So, if a scene of whatever that hasn’t even thought of being a project, I just write it down. Follow the thread. Then after that, just write to get the project done.
I need to do something to move my stories forward.
One little thing at a time. Here’s to the weekend.