I was going to write about how I was starting a sequel to Minion of Evil, and I’m finding it hard. But then again, I find the endings hard too. The middles don’t go all that well either.
I only wrote about 4000 words last week. Partly because I was doing research. Partly because I am not quite into the groove, and partly because I’ve been working my butt off at home.
The reason I’ve been cleaning house is I’m making room for a work-out room. As I’ve been moving towards the end of my thirties, I’ve become increasingly aware of my self-induced poor health. For some people, good health is an end in itself. However, for me the scariest thing about poor health is the loss of mental acuity. I will put up with a lot of crap for the sake of laziness, but brain fog is where I draw the line.
Many people see the mind and the body as unrelated parts of the body. However, I am seeing more and more research about how the simple act of reglar exercise can improve mood and mental aptitude. Not only that, but increased mental health makes you seek out increased activity levels. I could start to enjoy exercise–okay, that’s crazy talk.
I guess the bottom line is that I will do anything to hack my brain, even it it’s all-natural hard work. But what if I do all that work, and my brain doesn’t get more awesome? Well, at least I’ll be able to buy smaller pants.