Thursday, March 31, 2016


I’m putting together a writing schedule so I can track my progress on The Scribbled Victims and ensure I finish the full draft before the end of the year. I’m also trying positive visualization. I’ve been collecting photos of things I’d like to achieve in my lifetime and have been placing them in a folder. I then have my screensaver show me pictures, as a reminder of what I’m working toward. Hopefully it will grow to a lot of images. Today was my last day for having caffeine. I quit for nearly twelve years before. I can do it again.

From my goals folder. Someday I'd like to have a large personal library.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016


Work has made me angry. I fancy the idea of resigning, but all I have to do is look at the job listings on Craigslist and I calm down, remembering how good of a job I have. I spent half my session with my psychologist bitching about work though. I have to remember that this is not my main work. My writing is, and my book makes me very happy. I named Stitches as my contingent annuitant for my pension, in case I never get married. I removed Sarah as a beneficiary to my retirement funds and life insurance policies.

Tokyo with Stitches. Someday I will fade away in the background.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016


We’re not supposed to wear watches or bring phones to boot camp so we don’t watch the clock. I asked our trainer if she was wearing a new watch today. She said she was and proceeded to take it off, but I told her that it was okay, I just wanted to see what time it was. There were only eight minutes left. Someone at work told me I’m the most real person in the office but also that I’m intimidating. Yesterday I was told I am “extremely open about being in love.” Well now I love no one romantically. 

I've had this banana slug keychain since 1994. It finally broke today. Boo.

Monday, March 28, 2016


I’m still happy today. I think it’s largely due to the residue from yesterday’s meeting with my writing group. Their talents are inspiring. And it’s so energizing to talk to other writers who understand their craft. The effects are likely why my psychologist asked me last session when I was meeting with them next. I’m also happy because I’m confident I will finish The Scribbled Victims this year. My aim was to use it to get a literary agent, but now I’m thinking even if that doesn’t work out, I’ll publish it anyway and people will read it. It’s fulfilling.

Zhang Jia Wu

Sunday, March 27, 2016


I’m very happy today. I met with my writing group for the first time in ten months. They gave me notes on the 62 pages of The Scribbled Victims I submitted. They really like my book. The notes weren’t extensive, but they were significant, which means some rewriting. But that was the aim of meeting. We are going to try to meet regularly, as we used to. We’re aiming for our next meeting in six weeks. I went Little Pine for the first time. It’s a vegan restaurant owned by Moby. I had the most delicious arugula I’ve ever had.

Zhang Jia Wu