Well, my lateness is becoming the usual thing, which is distressing. On the plus side, I did find some very basic yoga poses (on the AARP site, so they seemed safe, <grin>) and added them to my morning meditations. Having perfected moving as little as possible, I am a bit achy and stiff, but I know it will get better. I’ve also added some more walking to the routine.
On a slightly negative note, I had a jarring revelation. I am trying far too hard to write fiction, and churning out, well, crap. There may be many reasons for this lack of success–perhaps I’m trying to write a long piece when I should work on short pieces, perhaps I am ground to a nub given the past nine months of loss, surgery, and lodging in the ICU. The scary thought is maybe I just can’t do it. I’m not sure why that is so disturbing a thought, but there it is.
So I’m retrenching. I have written before about wanting to find my voice, so I will return to the memoir, which stalled last December when my brother passed away. I plan to write at least five sentences a day on the memoir.
I also have mentioned far too many times that I am going to update my blog(s), respond to comments, write more often and generally spiff things up. This time I am going to set a goal of spending an hour twice a week on the blog. I think blogging may help me find my voice, or hone it into something. I honestly don’t know what my voice is right now.
So, that’s the state of this personage at present. I hope everyone in the northern hemisphere is enjoying summer. Please go encourage all the ROW80 participants here.