The Thing About Humans

Humans are silly, fickle creatures. They are never quite content with what they have. Unlike their jollier cousins, the Hobbits, they are obsessed with being busy. Heaven forbid they actually enjoy free time. And I do mean free time. Time that is unpaid and unscheduled.

Some two hundred years ago, humans worked from sunrise to sunset. They worked hard, and enjoyed the fruit of those labors. But they were tired. And so some humans called “scientists” or “inventors” began thinking of ways to make life easier. Over the years they made machines to help with plowing, printing, cooking, cleaning, traveling, and even communicating. One could look back on these marvelous inventions and assume that humans now had oodles of free time. Well, you know what they say about assuming things…

Sadly, just the opposite was true. They were busier than ever! Now that machines could do much of the work humans used to do, people were now “free” to work more, clean more, organize more…you get the idea.

Even food–a simple, essential pleasure for the Hobbits–became a chore and a curse. Eat too much and be condemned for the weighty aftermath; eat too little and be accused of superiority or mental disease. Then there was even a time when people were culture-pressured to purchase, or grow, only special produce, cook it in a way that still rendered health benefits, and looked like a baby rabbit. Others gave up completely and let other prepare “food” for them because they were too busy to do it themselves.

Surely, you say, they must have been content with finances since they worked so hard for it. Au contraire, my good friend! As each one’s wages grew, the needs also swelled, usually far beyond the wage earned. And so many–too many–became dependent upon their leaders to support their lifestyles. Of course, many of the leaders lined their own pockets as leaders are wont to do.

What became of these sad, sad creatures? The majority continued in this way of self-destruction, while others returned to the ways of their ancestors. They abandoned the cities and once again worked the land. They studied the habits of the Hobbits in an effort to really enjoy life, rather than blazing through it. They are content…at least for now.

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Writing with a Healthy Lifestyle

Writing with a Healthy Lifestyle

I will tell you honestly, it is difficult for me to maintain a healthy lifestyle and my writing simultaneously. Yoga or pajama pants are my go to for sitting at my desk at writing. And of course, for the writing time to be effective there must be coffee or tea and a snack. On second thought, I don’t seem to get a lot of writing accomplished between sips and bites. What really ends up happening looks something like this:

  • Make snack and drink.
  • Type a few words between bites.
  • Drink is now cold, go reheat.
  • Notice all the dishes that still need washing and decide to ignore them.
  • Write a few more sentences, then remember that I need to reply to a message.
  • Drink is cold again, reheat.
  • Turn on Pandora in a effort to not be distracted by my loud kiddos.
  • Try to stretch neck and legs finally understanding why everyone had such good posture in the Victorian era.
  • Take a sip. It’s cold…again.
  • Leave writing for now, promising to return after the kids are in bed, and wash those darn dishes in order to make dinner.
  • Dinner, nagging, bath, clean up puddles on bathroom floor, bedtime.
  • Sit down to write, as promised, but brain is tired. Decide to watch The Office instead.

I’m sure many of you have similar days. It’s chaotic and somewhat unproductive. What if you and I were to throw in some workout time in there? Can’t be done, you say? Try it and see, say I. Though inspiration often comes from the heart, the ability to put the muses mumblings into words comes from the brain. Therefore, we would be wise to stimulate our brains before sitting down to write.

Affects of exercise on the brain: Annie Daly, of Women’s Health magazine, list five benefits of exercise to the brain. It boosts endorphins, combating depression, which frequently plagues writers. Stress is reduced even if there are dozens of things on the to-do list. Memory is improved. Imagine thinking of the perfect line and NOT forgetting the exact wording by the time you find pen and paper. It trains the brain to reach goals. After reaching a goal in something as odious as exercise, meeting your word count will be a cinch. Lastly, it helps you to stay focused.

A study published in the Creativity Research Journal, demonstrates that though there are health benefits to be derived from exercise in general, aerobic exercise specifically boosts creativity. They found the effects of weight lifting, for example, would help for a short period of time but then creativity would soon wane. With aerobics, however, it was determined that creativity was augmented for up to two hours.

It seems illogical, but using half an hour to exercise can increase the amount and quality of writing that we can achieve rather than taking time away from the to-do list. How would you like to be able to have a clear mind when you sit down to write, to be in a better mood? Personally, I would love to write without the distraction of muscles that have too long been sedentary. It may feel like a sacrifice at first, but I am positive that we will see amazing results in our writing and overall health if we implement this.

If you decide to give it a try, please come back and share your experiences with the rest of us!

References:

http://www.ric.edu/faculty/dblanchette/ExerciseArticle.htm

http://www.womenshealthmag.com/fitness/how-does-exercise-affect-your-brain

 

Don’t Let the Pursuit of Your Passion Be the Thing That Kills It

Don’t Let the Pursuit of Your Passion Be the Thing That Kills It

As you can see from the shameful lack of posts since last June, life has been busy and this blog fell off the priority list.

What was I so busy with that I stopped writing, you may ask. Well, we moved into a house–yay!–my Princess started Kindergarten, Little Dragon got glasses and is still attending speech therapy, and my Knight started a new career. Mostly I was lost in the pursuit of my editing and writing passions. I have been studying full time to earn a BA in Communications, helping to acquire new manuscripts for a local publisher, and doing freelance editing. It’s ironic that the very things responsible for helping me to follow my passions did away with any time and energy needed to fulfill them. And so, here we are, with a few new grey hairs and stress management techniques to show for it.

All excuses aside, I want to apologize to my readers for my silence these last nine months. I promise, dear readers, that I (and soon to be other writers!) will post consistently. This blog is here for you, to help you along your writing journey, and to encourage the building of community. Let us know what topics you would like to see more of, and which ones not so much. Tell us, too, if there are books you want reviews of or author interviews. We will strive your needs.

Thanks for sticking around!

My Intrepid Six Months

I cannot believe that six months have gone with little to show for it…as far as blogging goes.

In that time my son finished his first year of preschool, my daughter finished her last year of preschool, and I am now four classes closer to finishing my BA. We discovered sickness inducing mold in our apartment, and then purchased our first home to escape the aforementioned mold. Other business includes serving as a leader in my daughter’s AWANA class, leading worship on Sunday mornings, being a social media specialist for a local coffee house (in exchange for coffee and experience), and being an admin for Colorado Writers and Publishers Facebook group.

Somewhere around February my brain decided that it was tired of the story I’ve been working on for a few years. Instead it kept giving me ideas for a world filled with steampunk gear and mythical creatures gone wrong. And though I’ve been so busy with other aspects of life, I feel that this is far enough out of my previous comfort zone to count as intrepid. Right?

I wish I could sit down at my computer in a quiet house where the dishes are done, laundry is put away, and dinner makes itself. But instead I sometimes manage to scribble down a few sentences while kids are yelling and music is blasting, there are more dirty dishes than clean most days, and my brain is crying for a creative outlet in all the chaos.

But you know what? It’s okay. I don’t have to be daring everyday. And it’s okay to not meet my ideal word count for days on end. Every sentence is progress, and no matter how slowly, the book will get done.

So today, if you haven’t done so already, write something between calls or whatever it is that keeps your day busy. And if you’ve been writing all day, stop. Go outside, wash a dish, or spend time with someone special.