I came to the page with a swirl of thoughts, but when I saw the blank page they scattered. Ahh, such is the life of a writer. The trick, you see, is getting these thoughts down before you begin the ritual of writing, so that you may have notes to work from. At least, that is the trick for me. I have dozens of scrolling pages of text messages to myself covering sections of stories and ideas for new stories or anything creative really. Sometimes I send myself links to things that I want to remember to consider or incorporate into something at a later date. Short of the lady Talis, I text myself the most.
Yesterday I saw Poor Things and it forced me to consider sexuality and how that plays in so-called visual literature. It is the second such movie I’ve seen in a week. The former being Saltburn, and both dealing with nudity and sexuality in different but disarming ways. I don’t approach sex in my writing. I don’t think I even know how I would begin to do such. That simply is not the type of writing that I do. However, I deal with death and killing quite often–as it is the backbone of a lot of action driven fantasy and sci-fi. So, perhaps I ought to consider the gravity with which I approach those things–at least on a character by character basis.
Some Thoughts:
- Weight dipped below 236. It is a slow work in progress that demands I actually work. My exercises have been low tier and designed for a man in his seventies. I’m not quite that old, inspite of the way I feel. I need to push myself if I plan to break through to the 220s.
- Perhaps it is time to mark the expected weight on a calendar so I can realistically track where I want to be vs. where I am. Under those conditions, May 9th should put me at 200 lbs. That is just in time for the summer! Of course, those pounds may be a lot more stubborn, so I need to work a crap ton harder week to week to keep the 2lbs per week action going.