I’ve worked my way through the last two chapters of Orphan Maker. POV remains the same but I’ve corrected my original error. Loomis has spent years bein adviser, silently bringing about what she thinks needs doing for her people. My mistake was portraying her with sudden confidence and capability at the town meeting. Hence, I stalled out on what came next.
This time I’ve brought in other townies that she’s manipulated into putting her ideas forth at the big monthly meeting. She still steps up to the plate where necessary to clarify or direct, but she’s not the center of attention the entire time. The mayor is perfectly aware that these ideas are hers and not the people speaking them or carrying the motions. But for a woman who was brutally attacked and raped five years ago, I can’t imagine she’d enjoy the limelight.
The next chapter of Iditarod is going well enough. Like I mentioned in my last post, writing at work is non-existent unless I can get that first hour of scribbling in… and that’s when the boss is floating in and out of the office. Oh, well. Saturdays and Sundays are pretty good.
Next week I’ve an appointment with my doctor. She told me to come in ‘in a month or two to discuss treatment’ about my cholesterol levels. Since then I’ve lost eleven pounds (hopefully twelve by tonight!) and changed my diet considerably. Here’s hoping there won’t be another pill added to my already growing list of daily medications.
Grats on casing away the pounds, not an easy thing. Yeah, I understand the idea of “oh, geez, anouther pill?” Have you looked into other non medicated ways (herbal, diets, whatnot). Sometimes docters are less then open at using treatments that are out of the ones they are used to. Good luck with that.
Moondancer Drake
Thank you!
Considering the hel I went through before being diagnosed and put on medication for the arthritis, I’ve been reluctant to experiment too much with other means of treatment. There is NO WAY I want to go back to that pain! Ugh. It was so bad at one point that I had to crush my crackers for my soup one at a time, and even that was excruciating.
I’ll lose the weight, keep up the current diet changes, and see how it goes. My feet already don’t bother me near as much. After that, I’ll consider other changes.
Wow, a dozen pounds in a month! Congratulations! And good job on the novel too. Losing weight and writing a novel simultaneously — that seems impossible to me.
My writing doesn’t survive on salad.
Ah, my bad. It’s a dozen pounds in a dozen WEEKS, chica!
As for losing weight and writing simultaneously… I wouldn’t consider what I’m doing as writing. Vegging out would be a much more appropriate term… LOL!