Actually, that should read "a day in my life as a writer." Although, I imagine most writers have a process very similar :).
9:30-10:30 am - Wake up. Put on yoga pants and a t-shirt, throw hair in a sloppy ponytail. Spend the next 20 minutes making yourself at least presentable so you won't scare the boogers out of the UPS man (who brings all your purchases since you never get out to shop).
11 am - contemplate eating breakfast. Figure yogurt and a bite of cheese must be healthy. Eat in front of the TV watching either the Food Channel or Travel Channel.
1 pm - realize you've been comatose watching food shows and you're starving. Wander in the kitchen, stare inside the fridge for 5 minutes, realize it's too much work to make lunch so you eat a handful of peanuts.
1:30 pm - open laptop, spend next 45 minutes catching up on Facebook. Read favorite blogs, search random sites for things like "cats wearing hats" and "how to cook as little as possible and survive."
2:30 pm - inspiration to write surfaces, spend next 20 minutes fiddling with wording in last chapter. Realize it needs re-writing, so mark it in red in frustration and move on. Realize the last chapter is bugging you too much to continue, so re-write it with angry keystrokes.
4:00 pm - wonder if boyfriend and daughter will protest having take-out, delivery, or drive through dinner once again. Grilled cheese and tomato soup for a third night?
6:00 pm - find yourself playing puzzle games on phone or the latest Hidden Object Puzzle game from Big Fish. See your novel writing software's icon at the bottom of your screen and feel guilty.
8:00 pm - inspiration reappears, but now you're torn between night-time tv with the family or writing. Guess what wins?
10:00 pm - final bid for writing....manage a chapter or two and give up. Realize tomorrow will be better.
Right?
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Catching Up
Wow, I can't believe I haven't blogged in this long. I'll catch you up.
At the beginning of May, I contracted a pretty bad chest cold. Lots of congestion, coughing....etc. It got worse and worse until it sounded like popcorn in my chest and each cough felt like my ribs were cracking. My first doctor appt. was no help - bad cold, rest and take Mucinex and it will work itself out. By the weekend, it was so bad that I ended up in the Saturday clinic, begging for relief. This time, I got an antibiotic (Z-pack) and an inhaler. Within a few days, I was hospitalized for severe pneumonia and so sick that I have very little recollection of much of the days before, during, and after. What I do know is info from the dr and my family.
I was in the hospital for 3 days, doped to the gills (strong pain meds and IV ativan) for the chest pain and on strong antibiotics. The renal specialist was extremely concerned that my liver and/or kidneys were being damaged by the pneumonia, as I was spilling large amounts of protein into my urine. I recovered enough for them to send me home, but I've been incredibly busy with follow-up appts. There's my primary, internal med, psychiatrist, therapist, and radiologist. I spend 2-3 days a week at the native hospital. I'm so ready to feel "good" again.
Since leaving the hospital, my agoraphobia has gotten so bad that most days I just don't leave the house. I'm working with my psychiatrist and therapist to beat it, but that means weekly therapy sessions and herculean doses of klonopin. I hope it works soon - I want my life back!
At the beginning of May, I contracted a pretty bad chest cold. Lots of congestion, coughing....etc. It got worse and worse until it sounded like popcorn in my chest and each cough felt like my ribs were cracking. My first doctor appt. was no help - bad cold, rest and take Mucinex and it will work itself out. By the weekend, it was so bad that I ended up in the Saturday clinic, begging for relief. This time, I got an antibiotic (Z-pack) and an inhaler. Within a few days, I was hospitalized for severe pneumonia and so sick that I have very little recollection of much of the days before, during, and after. What I do know is info from the dr and my family.
I was in the hospital for 3 days, doped to the gills (strong pain meds and IV ativan) for the chest pain and on strong antibiotics. The renal specialist was extremely concerned that my liver and/or kidneys were being damaged by the pneumonia, as I was spilling large amounts of protein into my urine. I recovered enough for them to send me home, but I've been incredibly busy with follow-up appts. There's my primary, internal med, psychiatrist, therapist, and radiologist. I spend 2-3 days a week at the native hospital. I'm so ready to feel "good" again.
Since leaving the hospital, my agoraphobia has gotten so bad that most days I just don't leave the house. I'm working with my psychiatrist and therapist to beat it, but that means weekly therapy sessions and herculean doses of klonopin. I hope it works soon - I want my life back!
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