Monthly Archives: August 2018

Fiction is more fun…

More fun than nonfiction, and ideally more than reality. Fiction is an escape from reality. That’s probably why I’ve been climbing the walls – I’m wrapping up a little nonfiction project that I’m hoping might give the bank account a boost. Yet another reason I love fiction; money is never an object, unless the plot calls for it. But nonfiction – no action, no dialogue, just facts. No characters arguing in my head as I’m trying to fall asleep, no bodies to hide, no mental breakdowns and/or homicidal rampages. It’s soooo tedious, I can only do it for a few hours at a stretch – then it’s back to the happy mayhem, bloodshed, and insanity with Hazel, Otto, and the rest of the gang. I’m pleased with how Evacuation Route has come together as a complete story; I’m cleaning it up so I can put a bow on top and call it done. It’s one of the reasons I went dark online – I’d rather focus my writing energy on completing books then blogging about the ups and downs of my health. I have novels to finish, fictional people to kill, and I’m too stubborn to quit.

As for laugh, I give you Olympic sailboat racing, with commentary. I’ve found fellow sailors seem to find this more amusing than the general population.

What the hell ever happened to…

Yeah, I’ve gone dark for a while now.  Again. Not to say that I haven’t been up to a lot; I’ve just been staying off the radar. But I think it’s time to dust the cobwebs off this blog, and this is as good a time as any. Where to start is the bigger question. So I’ll start with some simple answers instead. First off, I am still alive. Moving right along.

For those of you reading this blog for boat repair information, there’s not a whole lot to update. Health and weather have conspired to keep that just out of my reach – now that I’m feeling up to it the extreme temperature is keeping me indoors. The frustrating thing is how close the boat is to being finished – there’s not much left to do to get her floating again, and I’m not ready to give up just yet.

For those of you looking up a writer who seems to have vanished, I’m still here, still writing. I’m finishing two books right now; Evacuation Route, and a little side project of a completely different nature that for various reasons needed to be written. Unfortunately, the battle between me and my health is been ongoing. One of the fun symptoms of dysautonomia is brain fog – a fun condition where low blood pressure isn’t getting enough oxygen to the top floor. As a result, no clear thinking. Not exactly conducive for writing, speaking from experience. Fortunately, my doctors and I have been fine tuning the right balance of medications and electrolytes to keep my head clear and sharp, and I’m finally gaining headway in what seemed a long uphill climb. I still don’t have the physical strength and stamina I once had and have to budget my energy through the day, but mentally, everything seems to be running right, (knock on wood.)

That’s part of the reason I haven’t been blogging –  I have only so much energy to get through each day. When I’m writing, it’s to finish something long overdue. Killing off imaginary characters is far more fun than dwelling on things I can’t do anymore – like work on a boat during a record heat wave. Hazel’s approach to problems is much more satisfying, and immersing myself in Hammon’s madness is a great escape from reality.

A conversation with someone earlier today left me thinking. This blog began about a boat restoration and writing, whether anyone read it, my books, or anything else. For a time everything was heading the right direction, then it all started going sideways. The old saying is “You can’t control the wind, but you can adjust your sails.” I’ll add that sometimes you’ll need to change your heading all together and tack like mad or end up on the rocks.

I’ve had to shift my heading a few times. The view’s changed, but I’m still underway. I’ll be adding occasional blogging to my writing schedule, though future topics might include antique sewing machines, creative gardening, and a bunch of mutts. Or whatever else comes to mind. Such as:

Some people watch kitten videos as an antidote to the nightly news. No kittens here, but this clip (found during writing research) makes me giggle.  Make it full screen, take your Dramamine, and hang on. Small Craft Warnings? We don’t need no stinkin’ Small Craft Warning.   This. Looks. SOOOOoooooo. FUN!