I'm having problems getting the blood pressure down and to stay down. It's better today again. I'm really not doing too badly, but the ear problems have been driving me nuts. I think that's why the blood pressure goes up and down. And my eyes won't focus well, which is just annoying. Snarl. But it's all getting better.
I am having trouble concentrating. It's not that I can't write -- I'm managing several hundred words at a shot when I finally focus, but getting there is proving nearly impossible.
And becasue I can't focus, making logical next steps in stories is very difficult, even when I know what happens next. I know how Koya and his companion are going to escape in A Plague of Rats. What I can't seem to do is move to that point. It's very odd.
Having had this kind of trouble before, yesterday I finally realized what I needed to do. And it worked. At this point, I don't trust myself with the new material. No, more truth is that I don't want to work that hard right now. But I want to write. So what's the answer?
Pulling out a 25 year old manuscript and starting a rewrite from scratch. I don't really need another project, but this one is working, at least. I did more writing in an hour yesterday than I had done in the two previous days combined. I loved the characters and the concept -- magic gone wrong and tying several desperate people together as they try to escape from various troubles. The story is Those Who Seek Sanctuary. So far, it's going well. It's a good thing I pulled it out to redo it now, too. The original is from an old Atari computer and a much faded dot matrix print out. A few more years and I might not have been able to read it.
So, see, there's a reason to do this now.
I am also playing with art stuff. The picture above was done a week or so ago, and it's a painting based on a picture I took. I really liked how it turned out.
So there is my report. I'm doing better. I'm writing, just not on things I should be working on. I did get many things done for Vision yesterday, so I feel better about that. Russ will be home Thursday. Friday is our 28th anniversary, so we'll likely head to a refuge or something. (Russ is awful nice about going places I want to go for anniversaries!)
I have things to look forward to. I have writing to do. I have a silly Zaphod cat trying to climb over my work to get to my lap. He's HUGE!
So, off to do some writing and relax. Sounds good to me.