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  1. A Great Day to Be Alive

    05/08/08 06:43:39 | 0

    Seriously, it is. The one client who is also a close personal friend and therefore allowed to call me at night, called last night with some good news. This morning, had a few checks to take to the bank. Nothing spectacular there, except it is just a gorgeous day and was a wonderful walk. There's a supermarket practically next door to the bank, so doubling down on my wonderful morning so far, I went in, got some fantastic oranges (couldn't resist squeezing one, enjoying fresh OJ now. Did I mention it's a great day?) and the sushi looked really good, so that's lunch taken care of. The neighbors are having some work done, and the plumber is seriously worth looking at. We're talking Nightwing tush worth looking at. And just to celebrate: Fig incense. This is definitely my favorite of the new kinds, so far.

    You know, we all have bad days. I mentioned my recent one where I couldn't seem to breathe without tripping, spilling, or knocking something over....
  2. Farmers' Market

    03/30/08 07:46:05 | 0

    With all the cooking analogies for writing, I think you all know that I like to cook. Not a fan of the dreary every night variety, more the once a week let's really have some fun kind. It's a beautiful day, and it's Sunday which means the farmers' market is out there. Nothing makes me want to cook and eat healthy like a beautiful day with a farmers' market within walking distance.
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    Why does that go in the blog? Because it's part of the liberal arts thing needed for any kind of creative life. If you eat, sleep, and breathe "the job," maybe that's a virtue if it is literally a job and the job is accounting--but even there I doubt it. Your brain doesn't want to eat the same thing every day any more than you do. A work ethic is great, and it's the only way anything ever gets finished in this world, because that first bust of euphoria never lasts. Whether...
  3. Ahh, Spring!

    03/16/08 09:41:06 | 0

    When a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of love... unless he has hayfever, in which case his fancy probably turns to thoughts of histamine blockers, because it's hard to be smooth with the ladies if you have to break off for a sneezing fit every few sentences.

    I don't know how many of us actually engage in spring cleaning at this time of year, but I know Mother Nature must. Two days or so, right around the time when the tax software gets installed, and again for two or three days in August, something happens that I call "the turning of the pollen." Late yesterday afternoon, the itchy eyes, and by this morning, sneeze-sneeze-sneeze-sneeze-whathe-sneeze-sneeze-sneeze.

    Writing is not going to happen on these days for the same reason as hayfever guy will have a hard time picking up a girl. I feel fine, but the interruptions make it impossible to get into the zone and stay there. Rather than trying to swim...
  4. A few deep breaths

    03/05/08 09:49:37 | 0

    Once upon a time when we talked a lot more about writing in the forums, and especially about what writers in a certain medium were doing wrong, I said that even the worst of them could become 50% better by taking an acting class. At the time, I was talking about understanding character in the ways you need to if you are going to BE that character, rather than just moving them around the a plot of a book with your name on the cover. It is still very good advice. You simply won't be able to pair someone with the wrong person, give them the wrong origin, or make them do the wrong thing if you know at a core level who they are and I think acting exercises can really open you up that way. But there is something else actors have to teach the rest of us - writers, yeah, but also THE REST OF US, as in all the rest of us. It's the relaxation exercises, the breathing, the...
  5. Zen: real and faux

    03/04/08 08:07:28 | 0

    imageIchigo ichie, or "each moment, only once" is probably the ultimate expression of Zen. I picked up some new incense on the trip. Enjoying one of the new scents for the first time, Mimosa. I have been working with someone to proof the early Cat-Tales, and had to resist the temptation to polish or rewrite as I went. Isaac Asimov, probably the most prolific fiction and non-fiction writer out there, had a rule about writing down the thought and never looking back. I had a garden once that periodically produced the most deliciously sweet smell. It was a rented house, I didn't plant the garden and I don' t have any knowledge of flowers to know what they were. Some of the new incense I bought, I picked because it might be that scent. That is not artificially trying to capture a moment that is gone, but to evoke it and reconnect to...