Here is a photo of a massive cruise ship I saw in Hawaii last time I was there.
Hello to my many kind followers. I don’t know really what to talk about much today, the past little while has gotten me a bit down. Of course I am still taking my anti-depressants and mood stabilizers, so it isn’t really that bad but I think one of my main problems is that I am often sleeping during the day and staying up all night. In a way this has been a good thing because I have had time to work on my writing, but isolation is something I really have to watch out for. It hasn’t helped that I was turned down for a low-income swim pass with the city and haven’t been able to work out much. I have been doing a lot of thinking about not being able to work out. I know I definitely felt better when I was working out, but I don’t know if I should really go back to swimming every day and lifting weights. It certainly also helped me when it came time to do my job as a stage hand, but still it was a lot of time, a lot of work and I don’t really think I enjoyed it. It would be just about impossible for me to stop exercising completely, I love to take my long walks and long bike rides in the summer. I just don’t know what level of fitness I should pursue.
One of the huge things I think I need to do if I am to stop going for muscle mass is to work on the paranoid/anger side of my illness. The reason for this is that if I get angry, it will get me into fights, and if I am just some skinny writer nerd type I will really get my butt kicked. There are a lot of reasons though, I know when I am fit I am more motivated to do things, I feel more confident. I do tend to eat a lot more though, and this is not only an expense, it adds to my weight which isn’t exactly in the healthy level.
Another fact I want to really face up to is that even if I take all the vitamins recommended, get my exercise and do all these healthy things, it will make a difference, but it will never stave off death permanently. I have to fact up to the fact that I only have so many days, months, years, minutes, seconds before my time will come, and also that this time may come this very moment. It is unlikely, but we all really only have the present moment don’t we? I think what that line of thought tells me is that I have to try and focus on the more important things, the bigger battles. Who really cares if some guy with a black belt can kick my ass? I have to find a way to cope with the world that allows me to live among people like this without getting into fights or even arguments. There really is no such thing as righteous anger, unless of course God communicates with you directly. There were times when I thought he did, but I am of course wrong about that.
So, I wanted to write a little about writing. A lot of great things have been happening in my new chosen profession and it has been making me very happy. I have been approached about having a co-author help re-write my second memoir, and it would mean some drastic changes would happen in my life. One of the amazing things about writing is that once you get going, aside from a few times when you may be called out of town or have to speak somewhere, most of the time you can get away with just writing about 2 hours a day and still make a success of yourself. There have been times for me though when I have been driven to finish a project in a short amount of time and spent marathon sessions at the keyboard. When I wrote my first novel, “Green Mountain Road”, what I did was go to an all-night burger restaurant and sit and write until I had 3-5,000 words done. It was often difficult to pick up right from where I left off, so what I would do was to read the chapter I had done the previous day and edit it as I went along and I found that soon I had my creative juices flowing.
I would really like to get feedback from any writers out there, especially in the form of requests for certain topics I can address here in the blog. If you want to know more about poetry, or journalism or any such topic, please ask and I would love to teach you all I know.
Something I also wanted to put out there for new writers is that, especially when you are starting out, it is so important to make and maintain contacts with writers of works in your genre or even just successful writers in general. You can write to me, or you can often find emails of your favorite authors listed on the cover of books as I think John Grisham does. I haven’t tried this, but I have had so many great things happen as a result of connecting with other writers. There is this co-authoring partnership I may be getting into which will give me so many advantages (the writer I have in mind already has an excellent relationship with a publisher). Not to mention that I found a real gem of a friend in the well known Canadian writer Richard Van Camp. Richard has had movies made from his writing and has done so well for himself and is just about totally dedicated to helping me succeed. Him and I get together over milkshakes at a diner near his house about two times a month and he is a massive help. They say that what defines the most successful people in any field is having a mentor, and Richard has been this for me. (If anyone wanted to see a review I wrote of Richard’s latest short story collection, “Night Moves” it is on the front page of the Ottawa Review of Books website.) And then it takes daily effort, persistence and time. Sometimes it takes a lot of time. Most people will write their first book over the course of years and write many drafts before they feel it’s ready. Then there is the process of finding an agent, getting your work edited and sending it off to publishers or getting it self published. This can take years more and like any other business, you have to establish your repuation. One of the best things you can do while waiting out this process is to get in to see a writer in residence at your local library, university or college and they will help guide you. I hope all of this helps, I am including a poem below, I hope you enjoy it.
Midwinter Edmonton Musing
The wide Pacific calls out to me
Nowhere else have I felt so free
I would plunge into waters clear and blue
But I just can’t let go of loving you
Tropical Islands grab your heart and soul
No better way to make a person feel whole
It’s to escape from this cold place in which I live
And to take a little time to relax, forget and forgive
In just one sunny Hawaiian day
Ten years of anger melt away
I no longer see the point of a mad rat race
And soon my wrinkles are erased
If you were mine and we both could go
I could teach you things no one else knows
We could spend our nights walking the shore and sand
And feel the tropical night’s cool loving hand
Looking deep into each other’s eyes
We would not have to wear any disguise
Just you and me and our love that stood the test of time
Finally I would be fully yours; you would be completely mine
But if I have to go alone I will
Even alone there are pleasures still
Oh, I would give up a year here for one day there
And that feeling of lying in the sun without a care
I would rent a little car and just explore
It’s like opening up a new dimension’s door
To be so very far away from all of life’s concerns
Just one worry: make sure your skin doesn’t burn
Now that I found that place I feel I was born to stay
I just need to find some simple way
To say goodbye to all those I care so much for here
And return to the Islands that I hold so dear
December 13, 2015