I'm doing 22 things
A lot of procrastination and wailing about how the book does not write itself. I hope this gets easier someday.
Content: slaughtered by zombies
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1. finish my second novel.
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2. lose 50 pounds
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3. become debt-free
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4. vacation at an all inclusive resort
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5. Buy a House
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6. grow my own vegetables
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7. finish all my projects
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8. build a gypsy caravan
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9. learn the thriller dance routine
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10. begin my bardic studies with OBOD
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11. Try paragliding
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12. drive to the florida keys
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13. Visit Egypt
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14. take a trip on the Orient Express
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15. fly first class on an airplane
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16. find my right livelihood
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17. HAVE A SINGING CAREER
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18. speak French fluently
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19. speak sign language
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20. get published
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21. go zip-lining
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22. Get a tattoo
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How I did it
It made me
Satisfied/relieved 
How I did it: I recently reread L.M. Montgomery's book, Anne's House of Dreams, and for the first time, I told one of the characters to blow me. This was the "writer" character who felt that he needed three months and a change of scenery to write a novel. Bullshit. You can carve a novel out of the timeline that is your life 500 words at a time, 30 to 60 minutes apiece, two to four hours a week. I should know, because that's how I did it. Make time. Don… Read how I did it…
It made me
Satisfied
How I did it: A friend of mine who gives blood on a regular basis went with me the first time I went. And the knowledge that they'll give me free Oreos afterwards helps, because I never buy Oreos. Read how I did it…
Recent entries
It’s a good thing it’s cold for the balcony, which lead me to start writing early, because that took an hour and a half. Sometimes it’s like shitting a brick.
Content: enter Mr. Crossroads
Hoo-hoo, was there a lot of procrastinating tonight! I came in from the balcony promptly at 8:00, like a good little writer, and spent so much time alternating writing with mucking about on the internet that it’s now 10:00, a full hour later than I aim to be finished. But that’s probably because my husband isn’t home, waiting patiently to watch TV with me when I’m finished writing.
Content: zombies are trying to get into the temple
