And We're Back
I love me some holidays, but god damn do they mess with my routines. Not that the short days do me any favors either. Regardless, I'm back with another post to remind the void that I exist.
Speaking of routines, I think this year's addition is going to be reading. Two years ago I started building healthy habits. Writing was the first and has been solidified as a core part of my day. Days I don't write feel... odd. In a good way. Last year was the addition of regular exercise. It's been a challenge to walk the line between weight loss and upsetting my more reluctant vertebrae, but I've got it down pretty well. 30 pounds down, in fact. Hopefully this year will shave 30 more.
It might sound odd to pick reading as my choice addition. You'd think a writer would read all the time, right? And avidly so. For me, it's always come in waves. I'll have a period where I tear through a handful of books, then I won't touch another for months. Possibly even years. I'd imagine it's safe to say my mood swings play into that.
The goal is to start small. Half an hour a day after all my writing and exercising is done. It comes after my productive hours, but not before my brain starts to fully log off for the day. Subject matter will naturally vary. I'm reading through Berserk right now. There's a handful of mythology collections on my shelf that need perusing. Somewhere in there will come more traditional novels as well. Variety is the spice of life and all that old hat.
Anyways, I should be back to normal posts now that the holiday blitz is through. Work on book six never stopped, so that's continues to go well. Efforts to find representation for Shikaree have stagnated. I need to do a new push on that front, but I've also been saying that for the last few posts, haven't I? Perhaps this will be the week where I finally kick that car back into gear.
Toodles.
Speaking of routines, I think this year's addition is going to be reading. Two years ago I started building healthy habits. Writing was the first and has been solidified as a core part of my day. Days I don't write feel... odd. In a good way. Last year was the addition of regular exercise. It's been a challenge to walk the line between weight loss and upsetting my more reluctant vertebrae, but I've got it down pretty well. 30 pounds down, in fact. Hopefully this year will shave 30 more.
It might sound odd to pick reading as my choice addition. You'd think a writer would read all the time, right? And avidly so. For me, it's always come in waves. I'll have a period where I tear through a handful of books, then I won't touch another for months. Possibly even years. I'd imagine it's safe to say my mood swings play into that.
The goal is to start small. Half an hour a day after all my writing and exercising is done. It comes after my productive hours, but not before my brain starts to fully log off for the day. Subject matter will naturally vary. I'm reading through Berserk right now. There's a handful of mythology collections on my shelf that need perusing. Somewhere in there will come more traditional novels as well. Variety is the spice of life and all that old hat.
Anyways, I should be back to normal posts now that the holiday blitz is through. Work on book six never stopped, so that's continues to go well. Efforts to find representation for Shikaree have stagnated. I need to do a new push on that front, but I've also been saying that for the last few posts, haven't I? Perhaps this will be the week where I finally kick that car back into gear.
Toodles.
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