I started "Mystic River" by Dennis Lehane last night. It's a beach read book. Not sure I like the subject, but I want to read the book before I see the movie.
Lehane won an award for his first novel "A Drink Before War", and I should probably read that book as well. He's a very descriptive and evocative writer, but let's just say the story isn't grabbing me.
Tuesday, January 06, 2004
It was a slow day at work, so I was pondering my writing or lack thereof in December.
The last time I worked on my novel was December 5. After that I got caught up writing about the election on my blog. Then I had to write a five page paper for my art history class, and study for my art history final which was on December 15. And then it was the holidays and shopping and just major relaxing.
But no writing, which is not good, but maybe understandable since I spent all of November doing the 50K nanowrimo thing.
But on Sunday I got that nagging feeling that there was something missing in my life and if I didn't start doing it, I would start getting depressed. That something is always "writing". Writing makes me feel like I'm doing something with my life and that I have a purpose, other than just existing.
I can't just live and exist and not have a purpose for my life. Other people can live like that, but I can't. I wish I could, but I've tried it, it doesn't work for me and it makes me feel totally depressed.
I've always got to be doing something that makes me feel like I have a purpose, that there's a reason for me be living and existing, and that the "something" is contributing to humanity on whatever level.
This urge must be some kind of aberrant gene or something I have, because other people don't seem to have a problem leading a different kind of life.
So it's back to writing tonight and working on the novel, and a host of other items on my "writing to do list".
The last time I worked on my novel was December 5. After that I got caught up writing about the election on my blog. Then I had to write a five page paper for my art history class, and study for my art history final which was on December 15. And then it was the holidays and shopping and just major relaxing.
But no writing, which is not good, but maybe understandable since I spent all of November doing the 50K nanowrimo thing.
But on Sunday I got that nagging feeling that there was something missing in my life and if I didn't start doing it, I would start getting depressed. That something is always "writing". Writing makes me feel like I'm doing something with my life and that I have a purpose, other than just existing.
I can't just live and exist and not have a purpose for my life. Other people can live like that, but I can't. I wish I could, but I've tried it, it doesn't work for me and it makes me feel totally depressed.
I've always got to be doing something that makes me feel like I have a purpose, that there's a reason for me be living and existing, and that the "something" is contributing to humanity on whatever level.
This urge must be some kind of aberrant gene or something I have, because other people don't seem to have a problem leading a different kind of life.
So it's back to writing tonight and working on the novel, and a host of other items on my "writing to do list".
Monday, January 05, 2004
I finished reading "Golf in the Kingdom". Golf software guy, the one that got away, would have been proud of me. Besides being an art director for golf software games, he was an avid golfer. The boy golfed at least three times a week, usually with other execs from work. Must be nice!
I'm not a golfer, but it's fun to read these books because the writers talk about mysticism and hinduism and try and relate it to the game of golf. Michael Murphy even went to stay at Aurobindo Ashram in Pondicherry India. My meditation teacher lived and studied at the Aurobindo ashram, so there's that connection there.
I can't imagine Krishna playing golf though, can you? Shiva maybe, even Rama and Hanuman, but not Krishna, no way. Why would he play golf with the boys when he could be out playing his flute and hanging out with those Gopi girls and being the blue god of love?
Golf is a good game for guys. It gives them a hobby and something to do on the weekends without you, and they can hang with the fellas and have male bonding time. And all the best hotels have golf courses, so you end up staying at some really nice places. Golf software guy's favourite vacation spot was The Inn at Spanish Bay.
I'm not a golfer, but it's fun to read these books because the writers talk about mysticism and hinduism and try and relate it to the game of golf. Michael Murphy even went to stay at Aurobindo Ashram in Pondicherry India. My meditation teacher lived and studied at the Aurobindo ashram, so there's that connection there.
I can't imagine Krishna playing golf though, can you? Shiva maybe, even Rama and Hanuman, but not Krishna, no way. Why would he play golf with the boys when he could be out playing his flute and hanging out with those Gopi girls and being the blue god of love?
Golf is a good game for guys. It gives them a hobby and something to do on the weekends without you, and they can hang with the fellas and have male bonding time. And all the best hotels have golf courses, so you end up staying at some really nice places. Golf software guy's favourite vacation spot was The Inn at Spanish Bay.
I stepped on the scale this morning and scared myself. I weigh way too much at 162 pounds. My size 8 pants are like so tight, and I saw myself in the mirror the other day and I had a poochy belly! Spooky! That poochy belly of mine wasn't there in November.
So now I'm back to counting calories again, and doing my 10,000 steps per day. I worked out on Friday, and finally went to the gym on Sunday. I had to force myself to go, since de-habited myself and didn't go the gym at all in December.
Maybe this time I'll get to goal weight of 135-140 pounds. I watched a Dateline NBC program on losing weight, and all the diets they tried worked even hypnosis. They rated the marathon runner number the winner and the Atkins dieter second.
I tried Atkins and since I've been a partial vegetarian since I was 19 years old, Atkins was really, really hard. My body just can't handle all that protein, and I was only eating chicken, fish and eggs. If your body can handle eating all that meat-eating, then Atkins does work.
Counting calories and exercising everyday worked for me the last time, and I'll stick to that. I'm going to modify my eating a little bit by consuming more salads and fruits as meals. I'm kind of on a raw food kick.
At least I didn't gain all the weight I lost back, and although my jeans and pants are super tight, I can still wear them. 27 pounds doesn't seem like much, but we'll see.
So now I'm back to counting calories again, and doing my 10,000 steps per day. I worked out on Friday, and finally went to the gym on Sunday. I had to force myself to go, since de-habited myself and didn't go the gym at all in December.
Maybe this time I'll get to goal weight of 135-140 pounds. I watched a Dateline NBC program on losing weight, and all the diets they tried worked even hypnosis. They rated the marathon runner number the winner and the Atkins dieter second.
I tried Atkins and since I've been a partial vegetarian since I was 19 years old, Atkins was really, really hard. My body just can't handle all that protein, and I was only eating chicken, fish and eggs. If your body can handle eating all that meat-eating, then Atkins does work.
Counting calories and exercising everyday worked for me the last time, and I'll stick to that. I'm going to modify my eating a little bit by consuming more salads and fruits as meals. I'm kind of on a raw food kick.
At least I didn't gain all the weight I lost back, and although my jeans and pants are super tight, I can still wear them. 27 pounds doesn't seem like much, but we'll see.
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