My morning has started off with 2,500 mg of Depakote, a handful of DS Oreos, and a glass of milk to wash it all down with. It’s Christmas Eve, I can diet in a few days. Since today is a holiday (and tomorrow) I will attempt to read a couple of books to pass the time. The first will be Saint Odd by Dean Koontz, the other will be 1984 by George Orwell.
Now to make a mental note to not get food grease between the pages.
I have several ideas I need to plot, plan and scheme out. Here I thought my scheme-hatchery was over and done with, I guess not. These short stories/novels/articles will remain unwritten unless I do something about them. Writing is not a sport for procrastinators. However, the next two days will be dedicated to reading, thinking, and spending quality time with my parents.
Merry Christmas to you and yours.
24 December 2019
