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On The Mend

Courtesy allthingshealing.com

I hate posts like this.

I really do. To me, they’re an indication of failure. Not enough time carved out for writing. Insufficient thought given to ideas beforehand. A cavalcade of excuse. So on and so forth.

But I can’t go back and write posts just to fill space. So here I am saying the schedule is off again, this time due to a back injury.

Things like this are particularly galling, to me. My mind doesn’t operate any more slowly if my body’s working against me, why is it harder for me to make time to write and maintain my focus when I’m in ‘recovery mode’? I should be banging out thousands of words as I lay supine on the couch or sit with pillows propping me up. I’ll just have to try harder for the rest of this week, especially since I’ll be working from home, thanks to Vera encountering another flat tire.

Needless to say, I hope your days are a lot better than mine have been.

Thoughts on Boston

Boston skyline from BCEC loading dock

Normally, on Fridays, I talk about how my writing’s going. I whine about how busy I get. I try to be funny.

I really don’t have any of that in me today.

I gave thought to some sort of ultra-positive, quasi-patriotic post about how terror will never conquer this country. I do believe that we are stronger than terror. That there are too many helpers, too many good people, too many folks with kind hearts and indomitable wills to succumb to fear and paranoia. We may be a somewhat arrogant, occasionally backwards, largely do-nothing (CONGRESS!), and marginally out-of-shape lot in America, but for the most part, our hearts are in the right place.

I just don’t know if that’s more signal or more noise, at this point.

So I’ll say this.

I fell in love a little bit with Boston the last time I was there. I miss the friends I made there, and I worry about their safety.

All I can offer from here is my attention, my good vibrations, and my prayers. I’ll give blood in a couple weeks to help shore up the supply that’s certain to be depleted.

This has been a terrible week. Hopefully, however, the worst of it is rapidly disappearing from our rear-views.

All that really matters, in the end, is the road ahead.

Sometimes Life Happens

Test Pattern

Last night was kind of a disaster in some regards and life just happens from time to time. I’ll be back on track tomorrow with a review that’s kind of sort of relevant to Injustice coming out this week. My thoughts & prayers are with Boston and the fantastic folks there, and I hope everybody makes it through this Wednesday okay.

Writer Report: Can’t Talk. Working.

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Courtesy Floating Robes

This has been a week of, frankly, getting back in the goddamn saddle. My workouts are up, my dayjob is going well, and I’m back to writing in Cold Streets at the average rate of 350 words per weekday.

Not much else to report, if I’m honest. And I’m a bit busy at the moment with everything else that’s going on.

I really need to carve out more time to prep these posts beforehand.

One Of Those Hiccups

Deadline Clock by monkeyc

Sometimes things just don’t go right.

Things at home have been a bit in flux of late, and a mishap & slip of my own mind had me forget to enable my alarm this morning. As a result, I ended up running behind. I opted for hitting the gym over completing any writing, and ended up stuck in a snarl of traffic that left me in a foul mood. I’m better, now, but still staring down the barrel of a pretty full work day.

The review is bumped until tomorrow, but the good news is that I’m back to writing every night. I’m going to try and keep this up, and finish the first draft of Cold Streets by mid-May. I’ll be looking for test readers! Sign up in the comments below or contact me via any of my stalking methods.

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