Feeling pretty awesome right now.Not so much because I’m doing great things, but because I’m trying my very best to do great things. I feel better physically when I exercise. Instead of just knowing that and making excuses for why I’m not doing it–I’m doing it and feeling it and it’s all good. Ditto money making, being awake when the sun is out, cooking proper food daily, and a few other things that are making me feel utterly amazing. Also…
It’s in quotes because it was 66 degrees yesterday. Even for Michigan, that’s a bit of a WTF. Summer also used to be a barren wasteland for TV. This summer I’m reviewing Under the Dome (which sucks) and hate-watching the last season of True Blood, because closure. However, Defiance is back and awesome. Maron has been great, and now we’re watching Extant (the Halle Berry future thing) and The Strain (a vampire thing written by Guillermo Del Toro) and Falling…
I’m bummed to admit that my new short story will not come together in time for the submission deadline. This sucks. I thought about that story for a really long time, and was quite taken with the concept. But it just never came together and was a horrific exercise in typing and deleting, typing and deleting, and wondering why I think I can even be a writer in the first place. You know, the usual stuff. Trying to find another…
I need to do something else.But I don’t know what. I need to change…something.Not exactly sure what that might be. More often than not, I feel mentally and physically like crap. Sore, stiff, tired, stressed…I don’t know. The docs don’t know, but have suggested a diet pill which makes me think I need to look for a new doctor. Prescribing stimulants to someone with bi-polar disorder is what a moron would do.