I am posting another poem. This one is called Universe. It is not new but it is one of my favorites
The magic number today is 256, down 3.5 pounds since Wednesday, a decent start.
Computer guru still tweaking the Mac. We are going cable to increase download speed. The increase will be significant, approximately 16 to 18 times as fast as the DSL.
Pot luck at work last night. Lost a valued 3rd shift mutual fund member to another department. Smart fellow, good worker, hate to seem him go. He will be going to 2nd shift. Might even have something resembling a life.
Still have one of the Gypsy Muse member’s documents to critique. The meeting is at noon tomorrow.
First though, must sleep, been awake about 20 hours now, brain functioning at reduced capacity.
So many things going on and no time to write. Things will slow down eventually but I need some “me” time to create. The stories are rattling around, just waiting to come out.
I am going to retire now. If I could think of something pithy to say I would but that part of my brain seems to be on strike.
In the meantime, be safe, be happy, be creative.
Not much to write today. I am up well beyond my normal bedtime. Today’s number is 257.5. That’s up a pound. Well, the veggies were good just too late in the in the day.
Gym this morning, shoulders, presses and rows, then punching combinations mixed in with varied ab work. Good work out but we’re kicking it up next week. Lot more cardio, get the blood pressure up and get my wind back.
Still have one of the Gypsy Muse writer’s work to critique before Sunday.
Company Saturday and a meeting Sunday. This whole working thing is cramping my style, or it would if I had any style. There seems fewer and fewer opportunities to write. I’ll have to find a way to make time. Of course I say that about working out at home as well. Not enough time, never enough time.
Pot luck tonight, a coworker is moving on to something new. Wish him the best. He is a smart guy and the department will miss his expertise.
Tired, need sleep. Till tomorrow, be safe, be happy.
Met with some of my Gypsy Muse buddies today. We now have a science guy, too cool. He gave us some good ideas on the Consortium Project. I either have to do a major rewrite on “Personnel Change” or scrap it and start over. I wrote it before we had a science guy.
Our science guy has agreed to review our stories. This will make them more believable but more difficult to write. The constraints of keeping them scientifically feasible greatly limits the story lines. If the stories aren’t scientifically feasible the savvy readers will likely rip the them to shreds. We will be extrapolating far into the future but the extrapolations begin with hard science or at least current generally accepted theory.
I currently have several other writing projects at present: “It Fell Out Of The Sky,” “The First Time I Died,” “Dealer’s Choice,” and my second novel, “Unfinished Business.” I would love to finish the novel but there are probably fifty to one hundred pages to go and that is a serious block of time right now. There is a Gypsy Muse meeting August 26th and two in September. I need something on paper for each.
Factor in work, sleep and the gym three times weekly and time to write is a precious commodity. The novel will have to wait.
The other Consortium members are much younger than me. I feed off their enthusiasm.
If we can pen some decent stories they want to market them visa Amazon. We’re talking probably $.99 cents to read a story but you have to start somewhere.
More ramblings later. In the meantime go write something.