Mark McMahon Author- HEAL YOUR SELF WITH YOUR VOICE
As many of you know,
On Dec 1, 2012 I am launching a new book:
Heal Your Self With Your Voice
Today is Count Down Day #47
I am working with a process
called Rapid Prototyping.
It is about creating a draft quickly,
getting feedback and doing it again.
I am doing it LIVE here in Tucson.
You are invited!
Have fun and enjoy the benefits of the processes!
FUN STUFF COMIN’ UP in next two weeks:
MYOTHERAPY: BONNIE PRUDDEN’S COMPLETE GUIDE TO PAIN FREE LIVING
by Bonnie Prudden
Bonnie Prudden’s MYOTHERAPY: BONNIE PRUDDEN’S COMPLETE GUIDE TO PAIN FREE LIVING has been reissured at $19.95. You can order through her website bonnieprudden.com or from Amazon.com
Taken from THE WRITE WORD, the newsletter of The Society of Southwestern Authors Vol. 40. No. 2. April-May 2011
So yesterday while in a funk over my aches and pains and a disability (Parkinson’s) I won’t be able to outlive, I had to collect my energy and say to myself I need to get off my butt. The speed in which I recovered…that was the speed in which I started writing again. And everything about my life started to look better. I wanted above all to write. I’m always afraid I won’t be able to do that and, when I give in to those feelings of inadequacy, I start feeling sorry for myself and that makes me feel worse.
My daily dose of medicine…besides the dozen pills I take each day…includes writing. Sometimes I may wish to be free of that (to travel once again or watch movies all day). I know I wouldn’t be happy doing nothing on a beach for week. I’ve tried that, and it didn’t work; and in spite of all the things that could get me down, I’m up when I’m writing, which is strange considering I could’ve easily chosen something else for a profession (I almost used the word “avocation” here.). At the moment I feel the urge to hurry up with writing this blog so that I can return to rewriting my novel GOOD PEOPLE: most mornings that urge and excitement won’t allow me to stay in bed, and for that I’m thankful.
I think I would be happy spending all the rest of my life writing. If I gave up everything else in my life (which I’m not about to do), I think I would actually feel healthier than I do now when I’m trying to do too much. I’m still very ambitious. I’m still trying to be somebody. I worry about the legacy I’m leaving my grandchildren and ask myself why I can’t simply relax and rest on what I’ve accomplished already. I wish I were different. Hubris, I think, gets in my way. With retirement…unlike many people I know… I’ve sped up, as if I’m trying to outrun the years or months that I have left (“you never know,” my mother would say.) And of course I have heart trouble: four stints so for. So, looking for long life, I try to ride my bicycle every day, while my aches and pains and disability limits me. It ‘s only because of the miracles of modern medicine that I’m still alive. It’s a blessing because I still have a lot of things I want to do.
Now tell me why I got off on this subject. At least the process of writing about it helped me forget for a while my sore back.
Enough, Randy Ford