Balance Problems

Oh my god. My schedule has been so screwed up lately, and trust me, by means that are absolutely NOT of my own doing. I'm talking of course, about Jury duty. First of all, NO, it's not that Anthony case everyone is raging about, thank Jesus. Under law I'm not permitted to talk about it, but all I'll tell you is that it's put a skewer in my writing consistency. But things like this tend to happen when you write. It is summer and I'm out of school, so my sleep schedule is twisted up nearly beyond repair, which makes waking up for these trials incredibly difficult. Especially since I do most--if not all--of my writing at night. I'm not a big coffee drinker, I avoid energy drinks like the plague, and neither am I good with taking medication of any kind. But still, I find ways through this so I can do more of what I love. Writing is like an addiction, something most people in my life can't understand. Like, at all. Stephen King's Misery laid the frame quite nicely, if you've read the book and not just watched the movie.


Now I'm not going to give you this big lecture about managing your time. That's boring. Plus, I trust you to do what you think is best in order to plan time to write. And even though I try desperately to practice what I preach, I'm not very good with keeping a consistent schedule. Oh well. The important thing is I try. Hard.

And just what am I spending so much time writing? Well, I'll tell you now I've been writing seriously ever since I was 15. I wrote an entire 400 page book at 15. Then scrapped it years later because it sucked ass. But strangely enough, I didn't feel bad about it. In fact, I was more relieved that I was competent enough to realize all the flaws and be able to come to that rational conclusion. Such is the case of gaining experience and getting older. I still write long stories like that, in hopes that one of them will be good enough to publish one day. I've written many stories and essays for school already, all of which were received very well by my mentors. But creative writing is what I love, and is something I will continue to do. I can't imagine ever not doing it, so hopefully I can see this through.

Lose Weight AND Write? (wtf)

Okay, in my quest to be honest I'm going to come right out and say it. I'm chubby. I'm not in danger of a heart attack or anything, just pleasantly round. But I'm more aiming for pleasantly slim, so bear with me. Now when I say I write, I WRITE. A lot. And it's not very practical (or easy) to exercise while doing so, therefore I have to make the effort to establish an equilibrium between losing weight and writing my ass off, and while striving to do both I have discovered an amazing comparison. Losing weight is exactly like writing a book. Both take an ungodly amount of time to accomplish. Both involve doing things you sometimes don't want to do (or in weight loss's case, all the time). And both leave you with an indescribable sense of accomplishment with every chapter completed. With every pound lost you feel healthier, just like with every page written you feel successful. Losing weight and writing have given me two nearly insurmountable goals which I find myself more than excited to conquer, and I welcome your support like a new pair of pair of athletic sneakers (I'm always needing new ones, as I'm sure you can imagine).