Quick updates, current favorite writing music, and an entry from my dream journal

I have completed recording the kids book I was working on! YAY! I immediately celebrated by dropping a cup of water in my sound booth and on me…as one does.

I have no plans to edit the audio for that one anytime soon, because I am officially burned out on that book. I don’t think I could stand to listen to it or read it without developing some kind of nervous twitch.

Now that the weather is warmer, I’m having trouble getting booth time in which no lawn mowers, etc. are running. I live in a subdivision, so I should expect such things, but I’m still annoyed. I would really love it if they would establish an official mowing day, and everyone does it then. That would be much better than the constant (CONSTANT!!) barrage of motor sounds.

I do have a lot of sound dampening stuff in the booth, but it’s not 100% soundproof, unfortunately.

What else?

Oh, I should finish the last novelette for the first year of my upcoming short fiction series by Monday. Then, only 2 stories left to write! And all of them left to edit. That will be quick, though. I’m going to set an official launch date once I have the first 3 or 4 pieces proofread. If I had to venture a guess right now, I’d say…Julyish? I think I said May before? Sorry. I was not efficient.

Current favorite writing music: Where’s the Drop by DeadMau5

If you don’t know who DeadMau5 is, he’s an EDM guy. BUT this album is a collection of orchestral (?) versions of some of his songs. I love it very much, and I hope he makes more. Here’s a stream of it on youtube if you’d like to give it a listen.



On to the dream journal! I started keeping one about a month ago. I’ve never done this before, and it’s been an interesting experience. I don’t remember as many of my dreams as I thought I did. Some days I can’t remember them at all. I try, but it’s kind of like having a thought that you can’t quite grab. I’ve found that if I can land on a word that corresponds with something in the dream, I can get a lot of it to come back to me. Today’s word was zombie.

I don’t have zombie dreams very often, but when I do, I always get bitten right before I wake up. Ā  šŸ˜¦

Here’s today’s entry:

5/9/2019: zombie dream. I was holed up in a hotel with some other people. We made a trap for the zombies that found their way in. It worked for a while, but eventually, we had to leave. I wanted to go to the country. Before I could get out, I was confronted by vampires who wanted to turn me and then force me to attend a vampire wedding as a guest. We only got as far as the car, though, and I remember driving past a couple of tourist attractions that other people in the car seemed pleased to see.


Vampire wedding!!! The ridiculousness of that did not hit me until I thought about it while awake. That might end up in one of my short stories in the future. It’s almost too ridiculous not to. Anyone care to analyze?





Dark Crystal News!

OMG, I am SO excited. The Dark Crystal is coming to Netflix as a new show. It’s a prequel. It’s called The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance. I think the book I have is a prequel so it might follow that storyline.

I loved this movie so much when I was a kid. Really, anything Jim Henson did was genius, but The Dark Crystal took it to a whole new level. The detail and love that went into that movieĀ is so obvious throughout. In the teaser trailer below, Jim Henson says that he considers it art. I do, too.

As a lot of people were, I was devastated when Jim Henson died, and I hope he’s with this in spirit. IĀ have high hopes that this is going to be awesome.

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Devil, Thy Name is Sugar

I’m about ten pounds over what the BMI chart people refer to as “normal” weight. The situation is frustrating to me because not too long ago, I was in that normal weight range, not too far in but far enough to count.

I’ve gained the weight mostly due to my laziness when it comes to exercise (and a busy schedule) and, I think, a sugar intake that’s too high.

So I’m cutting back on the sugar, which does not make me happy. I like sugar. It makes things taste yummy.

Yesterday I decided to figure out how much sugar a person should have. I really had no idea.

The American Heart Association recommends about 25 grams a day for women and 31 grams a day for men. Let’s look at an average day in my food life, shall we?

This is a weekday.
Breakfast bar – 11 grams
Granola bar snack – 11 grams
Cheese sandwich – 5 grams
“Light” yogurt – 11 grams
Ice Cream after dinner (1/2 serving) – 10 grams

I didn’t count dinner because it varies too much. Our dinners are usually pretty healthy. Even not counting dinner, that’s 48 grams of sugar.

Almost double the RDA.

Weekends are even worse because there’s drinking involved.

I’m trying to change up my workday routine to cut out the sugar. I really don’t want to cut calories because I don’t eat that many. Plus I don’t want to be tired all of the time. I have stuff to do. I’m switching the breakfast bar, the granola bar and the yogurt out with less sugary options.

I’m not switching my weekend drinking time out with anything because I don’t want to. If that keeps me fatter than I should be, oh well. LOL, that didn’t sound lushy at all, did it?

My goal is to fit back into the skinny pants. Hopefully this will work.

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There you shall find links to two free ebooks on Smashwords and novel excerpts on Scribd.

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bundle of nerves

For anyone reading this who may interact with me this week, please expect me to act like a nervous wreck.

Business girl me has given a deadline and it’s this coming weekend. I will spend this week finishing my read and send the manuscript in for a proof copy on Sunday.

The artist part of me could analyze the damn thing forever. My biggest fear is that it sux. I think it’s good. I like my writing, but viewing your own writing objectively is so difficult. I worry that people won’t see the great story that I do or they won’t feel the rythm in the words or sympathize with the characters.

But I am letting go. I am taking deep breaths and not crying. The book is what it will be. I have to move on.