Hi all, guess who’s sick? Me! Guess who has a 45 minute radio interview today? Me! Guess whose voice is a wretched croak? Mine!
For all you Salt Lake area folks, tomorrow I’m doing a book signing at the King’s English. I’d love to see you there. We’re going to have a fun time talking about whatever anyone wants to talk about. The book shop throws a pretty great party, so hopefully I’ll feel well enough to do anything besides roll on the floor and moan. If that’s how it goes, I expect you all to roll around on the floor with me.
Writing continues to go well on the new project. Fiction is much harder work for me, and I’m not at all sure that I’m as good at is as I am at non-fiction. This makes it a great challenge.
Tourette’s has been awful. Boo hoo.
Struggling with writing? Write a paragraph a day. That’s what I’ve been doing. Guess what? It adds up. Also, once you are in the habit of one paragraph, it’s pretty hard to stop yourself with just one. You can shape your own habits. Well, actually, there’s no way around it. You do shape your own habits, so if you want to write, it help to have writing in the rotation.
I was hitting my heavy bag–it hangs in our carport–a few days ago and it broke off of the beam and landed in an oil spot on our driveway. I’m not sure if I hit hard or if it was just a stupid place to hang the bag. Everlast, indeed.
Sales continue to be steady, so thank you all for that.
Nyquil is giving me fantastic dreams.
I’m reading a book of Margaret Atwood’s essays called Writing With Intent. Excellent.
I hate smart phones.
And that’s today’s ramble. How are you?