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I've been writing more often lately, mostly character sketches of interesting people I see on the train or quirky things that happen during my day. One of the latter took form and is now a full-blown story, which I seem to be working on twice a day (to and from work on the train). I'm only a little distressed that I only seem to write regularly on the train, mostly I'm just happy to be creating something from scratch again (as opposed to revising). This is probably a very short story, unless I decide to give the story over to the character, in which case it's a novella. But, the story as I have it now is very neat, very compact and tidy without excess wordage or unimportant plot threads or characters, which is a nice way for a story to be, so I think I'll restrain her. I am considering giving the character a different name and letting her stretch her wings in a different story, but that's in the future.

I'm writing this in the notebook where the end of my novel is written. The end of my novel which still needs to be typed in. This story? Also will need to be typed in eventually. Argh. I dunno why I'm not doing this and looking at it as a revising opportunity, but I'm not. It's very nerve-wracking to have one's novel end in only paper form. So very fragile!

In other I've-been-good-lately news, we've been going to the gym pretty regularly. Last night I was on the treadmill listening to music (instead of an audiobook), trudging along, when that song I danced to with the drag queen at my bachelorette party, Milk Shake, came on. I was suddenly pumping up the speed, and the next thing I knew I ran for 10 minutes! Well, jogged. But still! I don't run unless chased or late, guys. But the music jazzed me up so much that I just felt compelled to go faster (it didn't hurt to see the little hottie next to me running full-out, but it was mostly the music). I think I should make a playlist that starts slowish for 5 minutes, then goes all boppy for about 10 - 15, then slows down again. I never considered music as motivation before. Well, ok, it's been awhile since I have, and now that I have the iPod, it's WAY easier to make this happen.

I think that's it for now, unless it's not.


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