Daily Archives: January 17, 2005

Woo Hoo weigh down

I weigh in every Monday, so I’ll update that part of my journey every Monday. And better health is definitely a part of my journey to publication!
Today I’m down 36 pounds. Woo Hoo! I can’t believe how much better I feel. I can breathe and it’s wonderful. I do cardio an hour a day 4-6 times a week and I added arm weights today. I used to do more weights, a full circuit on nautilus equipment. BUT I feel better doing cardio and since I elliptical, that takes care of my gluteals and legs, so I’m not going to do those weights right now. Since I cardio an hour a day, I don’t want to take up that much more time doing the full circuit. It takes around 45 minutes. There are only so many hours in a day and I need to write! And I’m not willing to give up the cardio because I swear it feels better than just about anything. (just about) 🙂

Wrong Mother!

DD was born to the wrong mother. I swear! I am the most anti-artistic person I know when it comes to decorating. Most people have pictures on their walls, cute furniture settings, themes running from one area to another.
Not me. I painted last year. That was a first.
DD’s been talking about doing a Paris theme in her room. I figure whatever. I mean her room is a nuclear waste zone usually, so it’s no big.
But somehow DD underwent a pod person transformation. Over the weekend she totally revamped her room. Cleaned stuff up and transformed it into…you guessed it, a Paris/Asian theme. She had some Japanese silk hangings from a friend, so she used those and a fan as accents AND she did some funky canopy hanging out of plain sheets, a curtain hanger and thumb tacks. And she hung a funky green jacket and a little black dress on her wall over her curtains. It looks like a fashion studio. Sometimes I stand in awe.
Half her room still looks like nuclear waste land. She says that’s changing today. I guess we’ll see.

About Last Night

Okay, my CPs tell me Romantic Suspense is where I belong. I tend to agree. My brain is wired to see conspiracy theories everywhere. I question everything. I see the bad guys even when they’re not there.
So what’s different about writing it?
Everything.
Suddenly plot points drive my stories and I can see that’s not a good thing. I just realized it last night. I knew I was writing from point A to point B, but I got there too fast. My characters might be real to me, but they’re not real to a reader.
It’s something I need to work on tonight.
Thankfully Jill Monroe and Gena Showalter were our speakers last week at my local chapter’s meeting: http://www.rrrw.org
And they talked about mind mapping. I’ve used it a million times before, but never with my stories. I think I’ll do some mapping while I’m sitting at the car lot waiting for the body dudes to put my running boards back on my car. Somehow they knocked them off when they were changing my oil last month.
Grumble, grumble.
Not fun.
But mind mapping might be.
I guess we’ll see.