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Is anyone else running through the alphabet in your head each time you sit down to write a post? To make sure you have the right day?
I thought I’d have the alphabet down pat by now.
Maybe I didn’t?
Or packs a lot of punch in those two little letters, which, if I’m being honest and I’m always honest, are starting to look weird next to one another already.
You can change an entire hour, an entire day, an entire lifetime, an entire universe with that tiny little “or.”
“Sliding Doors” and all its progeny were built on or. Every single “or” is a Choose Your Own Adventure, a separate path, a fork in the road.
See what I mean?
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So umm…yeah. Brightly sunny, good breakfast, great workout and…zero motivation today.
I wish I could say it’s because the outdoors beckon, but it’s still pretty cold, and I suspect rather windy. It’s not that.
Maybe it’s the distinct sense of the end of the world lurking ever closer.
All I can say is I wanted to grab this day by the horns and I’ll be lucky if I manage the tail. Which, when you think about it, kinda means the same thing and shouldn’t.
Everything feels like it’s in a kind of flux, and a lot of our optimism has been wrested from us, ripped up, scattered. Healthcare’s the next to go, gleefully, it seems, with a childish delight unfitting of dooming people to preventable deaths from preventable disease.
But, in the words of one of the greatest of all time: So it goes.
My head is filled with words, but I’m not ready yet to to make them mine.
Have a great Tuesday, or as great a one as can be had given our impending collusion with a political asteroid.
Ever decide to look at something on Amazon and end up down the rabbit hole of endless pages of slightly-different versions? It can prove maddening.
Of course I shouldn’t have been on Amazon in the first place, I had some drama with an item that was allegedly shipped in February but never arrived. I have doubts it was ever shipped at all.
I tried contacting the seller, heard nothing, and then contacted Amazon on Twitter, then chat, and then suddenly, miraculously, the seller responded and issued a refund. Or so they said, I haven’t checked yet.
I probably should have done that while on Amazon.
Just checked. I see no evidence of a refund, despite the claim it was issued. So we’ll see.
Meanwhile, be very careful of third-party sellers. You have fewer protections and there are many unscrupulous people out there. I don’t know if I’d use one again, and I used to be one.
Enough of that. Monday.
My Amazon rabbit hole took up a huge chunk of the morning. It’s weird how conveniences can be so inconvenient.
It’s a bright day that looks like it could be spring, but that whole “out like a lamb thing” doesn’t seem to be on the way. It’s under 40 degrees today. Come on, weather.
So I’ve had a morning of starts-but-not-finishes, and I should probably correct that. Have a great Monday.
And it’s Wednesday and it’s raining. It needs to rain, it’s spring, and that’s kinda spring’s thing. But it’s gloomy-looking and there’s a big excuse to stay in.
All appropriate digits crossed.
Yesterday was an over-enthusiastic, locally-produced commercial of a day, you know the kind I mean, the ones that you can never get out of your head, even twenty years later you can rattle the number off because it’s been annoyed directly into the fibers of your mind. It just would not be quiet.
But today is like its taciturn twin. Hushed. Observant. Laid back.
Yesterday was a day of problems. Today is a day of solutions.
Or so it feels.
So I will grab this opportunity to make things up or fix the things I’ve already made up as the world quietly renews itself.
Have a wonderful Wednesday.
Oh Monday. Monday Monday Monday. Fun times.
I have a dentist appointment today.
And found out on Friday my dentist has left the practice. I have no idea what this visit holds. Will my hygienist still be there?
I haven’t a clue.
The appointment went from something unpleasant but nonetheless predictable to something unpleasant and unpredictable.
But it seems, that is life. The moment you think you have a handle on something, the moment you think you’re getting it, the universe says, “not so fast, buddy.”
The universe often talks like a gangster from a 1940s film, because the universe does what the universe wants.
I could have cancelled the appointment, but then there’s the stress of finding someone new, and someone soonish as it’s time for that cleaning. Now I have six months to do it.
And I say again: “Woo. Hoo.”
Chaos seems to be the preferred state of everything, and we just don’t get to control all the details of life. Or even the major parts, really, when you think about it.
So I will go off bravely into the void, and by the void I mean the dentist’s office, and face my fate of scraping and that horrible toothpaste, not knowing who will be wielding the instruments.
Wow, I’m brave.
Have a great Monday.
Well, #AccountAbles, we made it to the end of the week. The very, very distant end of the week.
And it’s been a week.
Though I got a lot done writing-wise, but I’ve been trying out Fade In, a reasonably-priced screenwriting software. My computer, without telling me, decided to update itself, and somehow I lost a whole bunch of work.
A. Whole. Bunch.
I think I managed to recreate most of it, but that’s not great. So save often, people. We get so used to programs that automatically save, sometimes we assume.
Do not assume.
But it’s amazing how having a comfortable place to work can up your productivity.
As for fitness, it was a really great Daily Burn week. Fantastic workouts, I loved the trainers this week, and today’s was Barre-inspired, which I always find fun on a Friday. Five days, five live workouts. They seem to have gotten those technical difficulties under control.
So the world maybe be in shambles, but my week was pretty effective. How about yours?
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My posts specifically about writing have dwindled recently, but I used a technique yesterday when stuck that was so effective, I had to share it with you.
It’s called a “List of Ten.”
It’s not my own technique; I picked it up at the writing program at the Second City Training Center, and though it was taught to us for use in writing comedy sketches, it can get you past a hump no matter the genre.
That was a very long sentence. On we go.
It’s simple. You generate a list of ten possibilities. You can use it to create possible topics; characters; plot points; situations; whatever you need. In my case, I didn’t know what happened next. I’d started with something and it just felt wrong.
So I did my list of ten and it helped me to get to the right next point. Make sure you do at least ten, as my writing instructor said, as usually your best ideas come near the bottom when you really allow yourself some wider thought.
And that’s it!
Have you tried them? Do you have a go-to technique?
Either way, I hope you have a fabulously productive Wednesday.