writerly ways

I am a genre writer. Honestly, I see no other future as far as my writing is concerned. “Mainstream” books tend to hold no interest for me. They never have. However, I’m noticing that the old prejudices still exist and oddly not in the circles you would expect them to.

( In defense of Genre fiction )

As for my own writing I wrote zero words of original fiction since the week before so I’m not going to bother with a counter. I do need to get off my butt and start that space pirate story in earnest especially after abandoning the steampunk idea since I can manage a short story in two months but a decent novella probably not.

I did finish the FMA big bang but not the Saiyuki. I haven’t given up on it but it’s future is grim.

weight off week 10

and it's a lite weight version of a post. Want exercise, do what I did today. clean house. urgh.

Successes? failures? exercises/recipes to share? go nuts.

I gained 2 pounds but given my period show be here any minute now, I'm going to chalk it up to water weight and not start criticizing myself for gaining weight.

Here's another beginning cook friendly recipe. If you can boil water and chop things, you've got this one kicked. It's pretty good but as always, I think I like tabbouleh then I sit there going, hmmm am I sure I like this texture? The taste is very good and you can always play with the spices and the veggies going in without greatly impacting calorie count

( Minted Tabbouleh )

sometimes i hate days off

It leaves me alone with my thoughts. I did manage to get in a long meditation session which helped.

I got the living room looking almost habitable again and less like i should be on Hoarders. It was getting so cluttered I could feel it in my head.

I have a ton of clothing to give away. I'm going to drag it home I think to a church that actually gives it to the poor. It's all in good shape but just older or not fitting right. I have so much clothes thanks to mega sales at Macy's that I'm in a position I've never been in before, too much clothing. I decided this semester to start at one end of the shirts (I don't have all that many pants) and just wear the next one down the line and if I decided I really didn't want to wear it any more, it went on the charity pile so far two sweaters, four shirts and a pair a pants I thought I donated eons ago and found stuffed in the back.

I never did get everything packed for tomorrow. it would be easier to leave on tuesday but i would probably just piss away tomorrow too. The cats are going to the kennel.

The landlord came and fixed the flapper valve on the toilet. I thought it was leaking for weeks now but this week it became obvious that it was truely broken and wasting so much water (which I don't directly pay for but offended me to waste it)

I feel sad. I just read an article on this (it's hormonal sadness) and it was really good. The one thing it suggested was what the Japanese call forest bathing. As little as five minutes in the woods/park etc makes you feel better. This is true. Granted less so now. If I were closer to the city I'd go to the conservancy.

Hey FMA people, here's a question for you so i know whether or not I have to tweak my bigbang a tiny bit. ( spoilers since i know at least one person still hasn't got this far )

Oddly mom told me today that she loves the idea of a year in pictures. She had one for me. Yesterday one of the neighbors' fields was muddy from all the rain. All the cows were a mess except for one enterprising one who climbed up on the hay stack and was high and dry

( Day 148 (notice i can't keep my numbers straight), Abandoned in OH )