Thursday, December 31, 2015


It’s the last day of 2015. I worked on my book. I had lunch with Farishta. I failed to fall asleep when I tried to nap. I’m going to a club tonight. I’m going to meet someone in person I connected with on Tinder. This has been a good year. I took a writing vacation at Bainbridge Island. I went to Tokyo with Stitches. I got to see Amirah and meet her new son. I found a new psychiatrist. Sure I struggled with depression and anxiety and my heart broke when I lost Sarah, but I’m going to embrace 2016.

I made this my Facebook picture in case I die tonight. I'd like this photo to remain. I was happy.

Wednesday, December 30, 2015


My body is a good sore after boot camp this morning, but as often happens, the weak lungs I was born with hurt and cause me to cough a lot. I wrote well today. The Scribbled Victims passed 25K words. I spent more time describing the bathing and dressing of Yelena than I expected. I have three more scenes to write to complete the act. The next scene I anticipate will be the most difficult. I’ve been throwing sentence fragments at the manuscript hoping I can put them together tomorrow. I saw my college diploma for the first time today.

It's twenty years old and I saw it for the first time today. I thought my parents lost it before I returned from Santa Cruz.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015


During this time off from work, I must remember to begin writing early. I was lazy much of the morning and didn’t begin writing until late in the afternoon. Consequently, my output was less than it could have been. I only wrote 749 words. I am still confident I will finish the first act before my break is over. I usually only talk about Yelena and Orly in my blog, but I’m really pleased with the way the character of Berthold has been developing. His need to please Yelena is something I relate to and so it’s satisfying to write.  

This feels so fitting for Berthold and Yelena.