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She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She can take the dark out of the nighttime And paint the daytime black. --Bob Dylan

2004-11-21 9:05 AM
Dropping Rocks

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Writing is so weird.

I finished my first novel last Christmas--actually that was the third time I finished it. I really thought it was done, but then I went to VP and it churned up stuff and I had a realization of the flaws in the structure of the story and--yay--how to fix them. So, I am working on the first novel again. Part of me says, hey leave it and move on, but I can't. But I swear!! THIS IS IT!

I am going to stop working on the screenplay, though. I seriously hate the format and style of writing. The class helped me a lot with the process of writing, but I don't want to be a screenwriter, and with the limited time I have to write, I don't want to invest it in something I dislike.

It was a great relief to realize this, and I am happy with the writing again.

I had a therapy session with my father on Friday. Dr. Stonehill said the men in my life are all traumatized because menapause has transformed me from passive sweet fat Lisa into Wonderwoman ninja Lisa. I have to be sensitive to their shock and they have to bloody let me be who the hell I am now and grow up! It was a good session and my dad isn't mad at me now. Yay!

Everyone in the family is seeing a shrink now. I spend all my time driving people to therapists. I am putting all the doctors in my books. Call it vengeance!!

I fired my housekeeper. I love her, but we need the money and--this is very weird--cleaning the dojo is making me like housework!! Damn you Master Armen!! :-) This makes David happy and it's not taking away from my wonderwoman thing. Cleaning house is actually a really good workout and I like kiaing when I fill the dryer. I've found this floor soap for the dojo lobby--it's all so glimmering and pretty. I stare at it when I do my basics--hypnotized by the glory of my clean floor!! Cleaning the dojo gives me a sense of territorial rights over it. As soon as I get my new kitchen (and a floor that isn't railroad planks and spikes) I will use it on MY kitchen. I want my house as clean as the dojo. I am starting to scare myself.

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