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Wednesday, October 26, 2005
In Big Trouble Now!
Mood:  on fire
Topic: Writing
Today is the last day of my nonfiction writing class, which in some ways is good because now I have new tools and new energy to be able to go off and play on my own.

In the shower this morning, however, the title for my next book came to me. Yes, that's right. I said book. I just spent the last two months saying I wanted to work only in short form for awhile and I get hit with the title of a book. Then I get hit with the book's hook. And then I see the entire book and it is so intimately tied into everything else that is going on in my life that I absolutely must write it, and it can't wait. In fact I think the exploration I just did in the nonfiction magazine writing class was my first attempt at writing the book. So, now I am in BIG trouble.

The book is a sequel to Your Mileage May Vary, which is where the trouble comes in. I haven't published the first book, or even looked at it in three years. And here I go writing even more about this stupid bike trip I took at the end of the last decade?? It is very, very sad and pathetic. It is also exciting and irresistable--this is me having to do the work that's in front of me because this story demands to be written. (The story didn't march into the room and slam me against the wall the way Richard Bach describes--it's more like Patrick Swayze in Ghost singing the same song over and over until you do what he wants.)

The book's title: Bringing Me Home

The book's hook: It took seven weeks to cross the country on a bicycle. It took seven years to finally bring myself home.

In addition to a title and a hook, there is a plan. It's all set. It didn't come from me, it just is. Toward the end of the poem that I wrote for my fellow Big Riders while we were in Pennsylvania were the words (sorry, I can't remember the line breaks):

so I'm
still breathing,
still climbing
into this blind curve.

This morning, as the sun rose over ground hugging fog, the curving, climbing road suddenly went straight and flat. The journey continues and this time, I don't need a map. I can see where I'm going and it is inescapable and right. The only other option is to get off the bike, and it's fairly obvious that I can't do that.

So, here I go again!! Amazing and wonderful and scary and happy, happy, happy....

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 9:53 AM EDT
Updated: Wednesday, October 26, 2005 10:20 AM EDT
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Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Relapse, Or Is It All in My Head?
Topic: Daily Eruptions
I have been worried for the last three days or so that my depression is returning. I let myself get totally stressed out last week at work and the camping trip did not start out with me at my best. By Saturday morning Dad was completely worn out, so we called it quits and headed home. Depression set in immediately, to the point that I actually found myself crying to my mother on the phone while I was driving home. Sunday was a little better, mostly because Hans is slowly coming back to me from wherever he went. He's taking an interest in my life and trying to find little ways to make me feel loved. He's apparently worried about me, too. We talked last night, after a really unhappy day for me at work where it became obvious that the stress is having a big impact on my health, and he wants me to get back into therapy. I think what he really wants is for me to get on medication, but I'm not there yet.

I had a hard time falling asleep last night, so I got up and read the Nonfiction Writing homework for the week. That was the perfect thing. I am getting a lot of energy out of this class, despite the fact that I am behind and will stay that way. When I finally went to bed, I fell right to sleep. I woke up feeling rested and relaxed and excited about writing. I was dreaming that I was submitting queries to magazines, but each time I mailed a submission, a dark haired man I did not know would stand between me and the editor and give me a kiss that my made me feel as though my toes were sinking into the earth. I think he was there to keep me "grounded," and to make sure I felt comfort and joy in the submission process rather than fear. Not a bad way to wake up.

Today is very cold, but the sun is out, and my planning meeting with Sudie went well this morning. Overall, I'm still feeling good.

And, yes, I know. The point of mindfulness is to stay in the moment and within myself. Whether or not the sun is shining should not really affect my well-being, but today it does.

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 1:17 PM EDT
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Monday, October 24, 2005
Violence and Viggo
Topic: Movies
Hans and I saw History of Violence yesterday with the after-church crowd. There was one other couple who might have been close to our ages, and about four couples who were definitely older. They all tittered and talked through the entire thing! The men were made particularly uncomfortable by the graphic sex scenes--I think this may have been the first time I've seen 69 used in a movie in a movie theater--but none of them seemed upset by the graphic violence. In fact, several men and women cheered and clapped when one character was shot. It wasn't a cheering and clapping kind of movie, by the way. Nor was it particularly shocking. It was simply an honest depiction of what "happened" in this particular story and it didn't look away when the bedroom door was closed, nor did it romanticize the blood and guts. In my estimate, a fine film that will stay with me quite awhile. It kind of reminds me, in retrospect, of the movie In the Bedroom.

We had taped an episode of Charlie Rose interviewing Viggo Mortensen about his role in the movie and watched it last night. Viggo is so soft spoken it's kind of a shock, especially when he starts speaking out against the war in Iraq and the present administration's policies. Charlie mentioned a website that supports a small press that Viggo started called Perceval Press. The site is about much more than books. Check it out!

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 6:28 AM EDT
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Sunday, October 23, 2005
Personal Health, Public Ignorance
Read this article on High-Fructose Corn Syrup on SPROL! I usually check out this site for its environmental health stories, but this story, that talks both about personal and public health, hit so close to home, I just had to share it.

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 9:50 AM EDT
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Lonely Dreamer
I woke up this morning having the craziest mismatched dream! I was at Disney World preparing to audition as a dancer--using music and clothing and a hairstyle from 1983--and as a flute player in a marching band (just for the record, I only played flute in the marching band on the occasions when the junior high joined the high school on the field and for one week when I was at camp with my second high school before they agreed to let me be the featured twirler instead) with about ten pieces of music to memorize. I was there with Candy and with people from my first high school, now in their present, grown-up incarnations, and with a few friends I've made since high school. One of them, I think it was Michael whom I met here in North Carolina when I was first getting settled, touched my face tenderly and gave me a huge hug just as I was going in to my dance audition. The touch broke something loose. It was as though the sudden and innocent presence of this single act of physical connection suddenly made me aware of how entirely absent physical intimacy had been in my life. I woke up aware of an overwhelming sense of loneliness, but also feeling that, in the dream at least, that was somehow about to change as a result of the auditions I was putting myself through.

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 9:27 AM EDT
Updated: Monday, October 24, 2005 6:07 AM EDT
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Friday, October 21, 2005
Lack of Substance
Topic: Daily Eruptions
I feel like I've been disconnected from this blog lately. I've been trying to finish up my writing class and start the whole mindfulness thing, and I think I'm still trying to do too much and not finding, or making, enough time to do any of the things well. So what else is new?

I'll be gone again from this space until Sunday. I'm going camping for a couple nights with Mom and Dad and Brendan. It will be the first time Brendan will have been camping since he developed language skills, and the first time he will be aware that he's "camping." He's all excited that he gets to camp in a campground--rather than in Grandma and Grandpa's backyard--but he's not sure what a campground is. Very cute! It will also be Kaija's first time camping and sleeping in a tent, and my first time camping in North Carolina since the Outer Banks trip my first summer with Hans eleven years ago. I'm sure Kaija'd be more comfortable in new surroundings if Hans were coming with us, but I can't talk him into it. He's worried about his allergies flaring up. So it's just going to be a "mother/daughter" adventure.

See you soon!

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 5:35 AM EDT
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Tuesday, October 18, 2005
New Church?
Topic: Daily Eruptions
When I was driving home one day last week, I passed a church with a small metal sign advertising a web address driven into the lawn near the road. I have noted the name of the church once or twice in the past, but it never stuck in my mind. As I drove past this time, the web address seemed to read www.holyhillbilly.com. That sure got my attention! A little farther up the road the large lawn sign for the church came into view: Holly Hill Baptist. I like my name for it better. I think I may even know a few people who would attend church if it had a name like that.

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 7:20 AM EDT
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Sunday, October 16, 2005
Directive
Mood:  lyrical
Topic: Movies
SEE Elizabethtown!

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 9:32 PM EDT
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Formal Mindfulness Practice
Mood:  energetic
Now Playing: "Shimmer" by Shawn Mullins
Topic: Mindfulness
I'm beginning my formal mindfulness practice today. I am going to follow the eight week program laid out in the book Full Catastrophe Living, which will carry me through mid-December. I've saved enough personal days at work that hopefully I'll be able to take off the last two weeks of December to write and spend time with Hans and the family. As part of the new life experiment, which, I know, I still haven't laid out here, I'm not allowed to set goals--or expect results--for myself for six months, which starting today takes me to May 16. I just have to engage in the activities I've prioritized for myself--writing, weight lifting, yoga, walking, meditation, mindful eating--each day in an attempt to re-associate myself with my body and with doing things because I love to do them or because doing them demonstrates love for myself. (So that means no New Year's Resolutions this year.) The goal for all of this is to have no expectations of change, just to live and love myself in the moment, but I can't help but feel a certain level of excitement that I am making this commitment to myself!

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 10:52 AM EDT
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Saturday at Last!
Mood:  celebratory
Topic: Daily Eruptions
The first week back to work after vacation is hard, and this week was even harder because Sudie freaked out while I was gone and decided to rewrite all of the rules. The first part of the week was horrible. Enough that I decided it was time to stop thinking of this as My Work, and start thinking of it as a J-O-B. I really don't want to think of it that way, because it is really hard for me to stay motivated to stay in any typical "job" for very long. If I feel like I'm Sudie's collaborator, rather than just her employee, I think I'll feel motivated longer. Things eased up a little by the end of the week, but they're still more tense than I like. I'm hoping that when the new studio is finished and she can actually start working on her art again, and we can work in separate physical spaces, life will get easier.

As much as I am relieved that it's Saturday because it means I don't have to be at her house, I still have to do work today. I have brochures for the upcoming Open Studio Tour to drop off in stores around Durham, and then two stores I have to go to in Raleigh, and then take down her artwork at Artspace. It will take me most of the day. So it's going to be a very short weekend before I have to start in again....

But I'm going camping next weekend, which makes me really happy. I haven't been camping since I did my solo tour of the Upper Peninsula over a year ago. Hans isn't sure he wants to go, but I think I'm going to take Kaija and see how she does with sleeping in a tent.

When I get home tonight I have to get busy writing. I am behind on my assignments for my nonfiction class, in large part due to vacation. I have "finished" one long essay (it's more than 2,000 words and the assignment was 1,000--which might make it difficult to find a publisher) that the class's facilitator, Christina, thinks is ready to go out into the world. I also wrote the rough draft of a how-to article--which is a brand new format for me--longhand in a notebook before I left for vacation and now I can't seem to find the notebook. I need to find it and type it up, add on the into that I wrote while I couldn't sleep one night this week, find a few statistics to drop in, and get that turned in. I also need to conduct a twenty-minute interview with someone I might like to profile for a third piece. I have never done an interview article, either, so this will be a good exercise for me. And, then, for this week's assignment, I have to research markets and determine where I'm going to send one of my finished pieces. Since the essay is the only thing finished right now, I'm going to focus on marketing that, but I really want to finish the how-to piece. It's amazing to realize that I actually know enough about something to be able to give advice on it to others. The great thing about the piece is that it's also an evergreen, which means that each year I can resell the article because the topic won't go out of popularity.

It has been wonderful to have someone to read and comment on my work and to give the class guidance on working and publishing in the nonfiction world. I took nonfiction writing with Shana Alexander at USC, but my brain wasn't in the right place. At twenty-five, I really hadn't found the maturity as a writer or the confidence to feel comfortable with the genre. I was too timid and too limited in my thinking about what I could do. So this class, which is only six weeks long, has done exactly what I needed it to in that it has jumpstarted my writing and it has given me the confidence to continue on. I am definitely going to miss having a mentor, though. I'm thinking of asking Christina if she ever does one-on-one coaching for specific projects and what her rates would be. In particular, it would be helpful to have her coach me through the transition into feature writing, which is where I ultimately want to work, I think.

Okay, now to work....

Thoughts captured by Kristine at 8:25 AM EDT

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