Wordy wordy word words.

Now that I’m feeling more coherent, I’m having a harder time dealing with words. Strange.

Yesterday, I put The Remembrance up for free download. Instead of hosting it myself, I decided to do it through Lulu, since they offer that service free of charge. Don’t know yet how I’ll end up tracking the downloads, since I’m pretty sure that they don’t count “$0.00” downloads as sales. You can find the link here.

If words start coming to me over lunch, I’ll be writing them down on paper. If not, I’ll be fixing dead links in the writery web site.

So, yeah, the dead links are all fixed, as far as I can see. If you find any, feel free to drop me a line and let me know.

After spending some of my lunch hour pondering why environment (both time and place) seem to impact my creativity so much, I shouldn’t really be surprised at my horoscope.

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): In the beginning of his career, poet Linh Dinh loved to stay up late and write, sometimes riding a creative surge till dawn. The power of the darkness unleashed a stark fertility. He was free to think thoughts that were harder to invoke during the bright hours when hordes of wide-awake people were pouring their chattering thoughts out into the soup. Dinh’s habits changed as he aged, though, in part because he got married and chose to keep more regular hours. But his early imprint has stayed alive inside him. “Now I can write at any time of the day,” he says, “because I always carry the night inside of me.” In accordance with your astrological omens, Taurus, I’m making that your prescription for the coming week: Carry the night inside you during the day.

“I am no destination, I am just a journey.” – Sage Francis, Keep Moving

In visiting the nearly-complete WordPress version of my Writery site (where you may be reading this very post!), you may notice a distinct lack of links to my fiction. Probably because it’s not there.

I am the first to admit it – I have limited WordPress-fu. What I will likely do is create a category for Fiction posts, and then create a page that shows only posts within that category. I’m hoping to find a way to limit the post list that shows up by default to that category as well.

In the mean time, I’ve posted some links to some new-ish and some old-ish stuff over on the Google Group. There’s an announcement coming up regarding The Remembrance, which I will make as soon as I finish fixing the dead links from the website update.

So tempting to log into Google Chat from my Gmail interface.

More words down on paper on my lunch break.  Once again with the not much, but hooray for regularity!  I’m hoping

Horoscope:

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): “Dear Rob: I’ve read horoscope columns written by many astrologers, and yours is the only one that’s not prejudiced against at least one of the signs. You really do treat everyone equally. You play no favorites. But that’s exactly the bone I have to pick with you. I’m wondering if you’ve got a passion deficiency or something. It seems abnormal not to display a hint of bias now and then. -Suspicious Taurus.” Dear Suspicious: My own birth chart includes elements of both Taurus and Libra. The Taurus part of me has strong feelings and deep passions, while the Libra part of me is fair-minded and well-balanced. They’ve worked out a synergistic arrangement that allows me to maintain my equilibrium as I feed my intensity. I recommend this approach to you right now.

I think that my moon sign is Libra.  Huh.  Why do I have such a hard time with finding balance?  Is my Taurus set to override?

Chin strap for CPAP machine is at home!  Looking forward to a restful night tonight!

A supervillain guards my desk.  Watch out.

More words today.  About the same output.  I got into gear faster, though.  I started feeling the story again, and seeing the scene in my head.  With the zone that I got into, I could have written for hours, I think.  This is good news.

My elbows are being scratched by the insides of my shirt sleeves.  This means that the air has gotten dry enough to require me to use moisturizer.  Who knew that I’d need lotion to forestall painful elbows?  (ZHWOM!)

I’m up to two medium Tim Hortons size cups of coffee per day, plus one to two Diet Mt. Dews.  I’m still yawning.  This may just indicate an increasing caffeine tolerance, which would be bad news.  Get here quickly, CPAP chin strap!