This weekend has been crazy in the author world. It’s a miracle I got to write anything at all with everything going on, seeing friends’ books taken down, threatened with lawsuits, and feeling sick to my stomach (and my heart) at what was going on. Friendships lost, trust broken. People I thought were good people in this author business (not just within romance) were not. So for the weekend, mostly, I was sad, aghast, disappointed, and sad again.
But that’s life, isn’t it?
But with Monday here, I told myself it was time to snap out of the despair. I needed to assemble that exercise bike I’d bought last week and channel my despair and disappointment into some kind of activity. And so here she is, my new exercise bike (and no, it’s not the actual picture of the bike in my house but the one from the web):
I rode on it for 15 minutes this morning WHILE dictating 840 words of my book. A first for me and while some passages of my dictated text once transcribed looks like this:
Just so looks at me with what seems like disbelief. And Elmo’s laugh. That’s classic Oma, introspective mint never want exactly to believe everything I would say.
I’m loving it. I need to do it more often. I also need to enunciate better when I speak.
Most of all, I need to get this book done.
Maybe I’ll even lose weight doing it.
How’s your Monday going?