I put some books and things up on Amazon and ebay to sell, and they ain't doin' nothin'. Not even a nibble. And most of the books are out of print. One museum guide I offered is one of a kind, so far as I can tell. I'll leave them up, but it's not looking promising.
One seriously positive thing about dealing with OT is, it keeps me from spending money. Dunno how much of that I can handle, though. I think half the headache I got, yesterday, came from not eating on time. I'm prone to hunger headaches that start as tension in my back and left shoulder and work their way into my skull. Part of that may stem from me being born hydrocephalic and having a shunt in my skull for a while, as a baby.
This beast one didn't really go away until lunch, today, when I nuked some leftover meatloaf, potatoes and carrots. Kind of a heavy meal, but it helped. Not even sleeping and ODing on Advil did much good.
But by the time I left work, my headache was gone and I felt okay enough to ride the stationary bike at the gym for 20 minutes. Burned a whole 116 calories, according to its calculations. That...I'm not so worried about. I'm more concerned with getting my legs back to being strong, again. I've been sitting at a desk so damn much and doing so little walking, they're starting to feel like creaky old man legs.
I worked more on OT, tonight, mainly going over what I did on the weekend and toning down some of the stuff I'd let go over the top. I also streamlined it and made it feel more like real-time. I'm finding half the meaning of this story is in the quiet moments between people as they talk about nothing...that winds up being very important. That whole breakfast scene between Jake and Dion and the kids is now looming large in the story; it's the turning point in Jake's quest for the truth.
According to that seminar I took...well, webinar...I need to be doing Twitter and G-mail and expanding my Facebook friends and all that, all the time. Just the thought makes me cross-eyed. Maybe I'll storyboard a scene from OT or LD and post those on my webpage and on Facebook and the like. See what happens.
Not expecting much, right now...not till I get connected with other mystery writers.
One seriously positive thing about dealing with OT is, it keeps me from spending money. Dunno how much of that I can handle, though. I think half the headache I got, yesterday, came from not eating on time. I'm prone to hunger headaches that start as tension in my back and left shoulder and work their way into my skull. Part of that may stem from me being born hydrocephalic and having a shunt in my skull for a while, as a baby.
This beast one didn't really go away until lunch, today, when I nuked some leftover meatloaf, potatoes and carrots. Kind of a heavy meal, but it helped. Not even sleeping and ODing on Advil did much good.
But by the time I left work, my headache was gone and I felt okay enough to ride the stationary bike at the gym for 20 minutes. Burned a whole 116 calories, according to its calculations. That...I'm not so worried about. I'm more concerned with getting my legs back to being strong, again. I've been sitting at a desk so damn much and doing so little walking, they're starting to feel like creaky old man legs.
I worked more on OT, tonight, mainly going over what I did on the weekend and toning down some of the stuff I'd let go over the top. I also streamlined it and made it feel more like real-time. I'm finding half the meaning of this story is in the quiet moments between people as they talk about nothing...that winds up being very important. That whole breakfast scene between Jake and Dion and the kids is now looming large in the story; it's the turning point in Jake's quest for the truth.
According to that seminar I took...well, webinar...I need to be doing Twitter and G-mail and expanding my Facebook friends and all that, all the time. Just the thought makes me cross-eyed. Maybe I'll storyboard a scene from OT or LD and post those on my webpage and on Facebook and the like. See what happens.
Not expecting much, right now...not till I get connected with other mystery writers.
2 comments:
I had to look up "hydrocephalic" and I'm officially freaked out being the hypochondriac that I am.
I hope you're feeling better soon.
Honey, I was a mess my first few years. Mumps, measles, chicken pox, heart murmur, spinal meningitis...so you better run for the hills. ;)
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