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Day 1,930: Treading Water

Man…this cold/flu/virus/whatever it is…nothing to trifle with.

I woke up at 4am this morning buuurrrrning the eff up. I had to go outside and sit in the cold for a while and take more drugs just to get the fever down. Been a while since that happened to me. I was having fever dreams, too. The kind where they’re so sporadic and frenetic they don’t make any sense. It’s like my mind has ADD and can’t stay on one thought or topic for more than a few seconds.

Exhausting. BUT, the good news is that...

Day 1,929: Old Ironside

Sheldon Frank wanted to see something beautiful.

Beta Beta had long since lost her charms. Craggy peaks of ice like teeth and glittering snow held their share of pleasance, but there was only so long one could look at the same frigid, airless landscape before longing to see something else, something warm and, well, breathable.

Low station had never held even such a fleeting visual pleasure as the frosty rock it was screwed to. It was aptly named–Low Station–and always smelled of shit. Sheldon...

Day 1,928: Le Sick

I think I’m coming down with a cold. Uuuugggghhh.

There were several people at work this week with colds. I think one of them passed it over to me. Might even be the dude I sit next to, now that I think about it.

It didn’t sound too bad, what they all went through, so I’m hopeful it won’t last long, but still…not looking forward to the progression on this thing.

Work was solid. Got a lot done. Writing was…actually good today. Genuinely. It started out horrible. And then I just kept working on...

Day 1,927:

Today was a cruising day. I wrote, but not for long. I worked. I came home a little bit early to rest because I was so tired…worked on audition stuff with Panda. Pilot season is ramping up.

It’s been a tough week simply in the sense that I’ve been so wiped out every night. I don’t like it. It sucks my energy, and I feel totally out of whack because of it. But, some of that exhaustion has been because of good stuff that’s happened.

I just want to be neck deep in the writing. That’s really what...

Day 1,926: A Step Up

Thumbin’ it tonight. My iPad is out in my office and I have none of the inclinations necessary to go and get it. Thumbs are underrated anyway, right? Who needs fingers when you got two thumbs is all I’m saying.

Today at work was solid. Workin hard. Makin the Netflix happy. And I am

Day 1,925: Castin

Podcast tonight was

Day 1,924: Le Quicks

Gonna make this one quick bc I rlly need to sleep on time tonight…

Today was a solid Monday. Work is going well. And so it the writing. FINALLY!

I’m going to take a break from Escape From Red Tower. For a little bit. It’s worth a try to see if I can find my groove on something else that’s less…large and complicated. Something I can see in my head.

That’s really the struggle right now with EfRT. I just can’t SEE it. At least the all-important beginning of that story. The ending and middle part...

Day 1,923: Hooooommeeee

We’re home.

Right now, Liz is reminding me that I forgot to talk about the pups that we held yesterday, along with a mama pit/English bulldog mix named Stella that we met. The puppies were whining because we weren’t paying attention to them, and she was concerned about them.

So cute! They were at an adoption event in Livermore, outside a Petsmart.

We went to the Winchester Mystery House today. First time for me. First time for Liz since she was a kid, I think. So much fun! Highly recommend

Day 1,922: Wedding 2019 #2

Today/tonight was the second wedding of 2019 for the Ho-Heinichen household.

2019 is the year of wedding, man, I tell you. By the time we go to our last one this fall, it will have been 6 weddings in just slightly over 12 months. SIX. Good thing we have fun at weddings, huh?

Day 1,921: So Tired

Man, this week really took it out of me.

It was definitely a struggle this week, but I made it. And I don’t know how to explain it, but I feel energized and resolved about this whole finishing-my-book thing. I still have a lot to figure out, and I still am really struggling with actually producing the words…but I still feel energized and resolved.

Next week, my goal will be really simple: buckle down and get shit done. Easier said than done, which I know from experience, but I’m going to use...