Vampires Keeping Me Up At Night

So, I haven't gotten much writing done. Shocker, right? I know. But with the far-reaching salmonella scare going around, I inadvertantly ate some peanut butter which I realized later may have been contaminated. Well the FDA does not list the Little Debbie snack I ate, so whatever I'm feeling today may just be a cold. The hypochondriac in me wouldn't let it go, however. And today I'm feeling worse, no doubt the efforts of my mind getting the best of my body. This is a shame because I was really on a roll with the script project.

I watched over 10 hours of the Inauguration yesterday. Shame, I live half an hour away from DC, and I had every intention of going, but things started to persuade me from going. One, I didn't have a dollar in my wallet. Two, I don't own a pair of gloves. Three, I don't particularly like being elbow to elbow for six hours, in the cold with no gloves. Or maybe it was just pure laziness! So, I watched picturesque DC on the television, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. President Obama's speech was awesome. It wasn't pretentious. Rather, it was honest. He blamed some Americans for the way the Economy is presently, and that was the right thing to do. Whether you ripped off your company for billions or failed to pay your $300 credit card because you had to eat first, there's a lot of blame to go around. But we're all in this together. And it felt good to have this new beginning in front of us. Things are still going to get worse before it gets better - we all know that

The Ravens got their asses handed to them. I've been writing the film script all day, trying not to think too much about it. It's just a game, right? Well...

As I begin writing another project, I started to realize how much UNIQUE means to me. To be honest, it means everything. While I'm stoked about this script project, this novel and the series has my soul within it. My thoughts, actions, hopes and aspirations are in each page, and I still have that deep confidence inside my gut that just knows that I'm going to see this thing published. And as I continue to query agents, I'm going to use this hiatus on UNIQUE to develop my craft in another writing genre, the film script. I've recently written an article for submission at the New York Times, but apparently it was declined for publication. No biggie, I'm going to write something else. And possibly for other papers, as well. My goal is to have something small published before classes resume in early February.

I don't know why, but today feels like a good day. I woke up not feeling so stiff and cranky, and the sun is bright and warm today. Twinges of optimism, and not courtesy of white pills. And of course, the Ravens are headed to the AFC Championship! Our next bout of revenge is this Sunday. Wow, it really feels good rooting for this team again in the post season... 2000 seems so long ago. Even with imminent claustrophobia setting in daily, I'm managing to see the brighter side of things. I've yet to make contacts regarding the whole Anxiety Episode. But I'm hoping I can make it to Spring, where the warm weather usually keeps me happy. With more and more revision UNIQUE is becoming more worthy of attention, in my opinion. And as I've started the latest translated VAMPIRE HUNTER D novel, this is usually the time for my creativity to spike. Anyway, gym tonight. My ever-versatile iPhone is stacked with new tunes and albums and I'm ready to roll. Let's see if today

This is something that I've not give much thought about, and I'm not one to self-diagnose, but I have to find out if I have an anxiety disorder. All the symptoms are there: sweating, shortness of breath, headaches, etc. The list goes on. It's hard to concentrate, and I'm sick of excuses for why I'm not writing. It's certainly not lack of love or passion. And I am just a bit too affected on Sundays. The Baltimore Ravens are one of my loves in life, but this football team should in no way affect my attitudes and moods after game day . This, to me, is completely unacceptable. As of late, I've also developed an unnatural fear of death. I have witnessed this transformation seemingly outside of myself. I've never actually been the "worry wart" type, and I'm far from letting this behavior continue. Depression, Anxiety - these are words that I have always abhorred ; figments of the Pharmaceutical Industry's Utopian dream. Quite a bit of this d

Well what do you know! The Ravens won their first Playoff game in wonderfully warm Miami! It was almost 80 degrees! Also I jailbroke my iPhone the other day and I've been playing with it ever since. Red-faced, I have to say I didn't think much about writing or querying these past five days off. I paid my gym membership over the weekend. Something that's becoming habit is my increasingly disturbing anti-social behavior. With Winter here I am perpetually sick, and I'm hoping that the gym will be good for me. I'm assuming I'm offically "depressed." Did I mention that the weather in Miami is nearing 80 degrees?! Wow, heaven... I really need to live in a warmer climate. I hate using the D word, but there may be no other explanation for it. Nothing keeps me happy. I am doing the same thing every day, i.e. I wake up and watch TV, I eat, and I've become vaguely sedentary, which I may or may not have listed in earlier posts. Sedentary. That's my great a