Pushups are the Devil

I’m on this stupid health and exercise kick, and it means giving up things like pie and cake for a while. As a man of a certain age, I have certain fears, which include (but are not limited to):

  1. Pleated khakis.
  2. Losing my hair.
  3. Belly.
  4. A larger belly.
  5. Chewing food like I’m a beetle.
  6. A compulsion to use coupons at dinner.
  7. Socks and sandals together.

Thus far, I’ve avoided most of that. Teeth are still good. Mind still feels sharp, unless it’s car keys and then I act as if every day is an archaeological hunt. I’m writing more emotional, lurid scenes that ever before, so I feel that (professionally), I’m better than ever. Writing is a muscle, but you know what else is a muscle?

Muscles.

I totaled last month’s pushup total from my Exercise Log of Doom, and the number was 2805.

That’s a lot of pushups for a middle-aged guy, or at least it is for me. It’s having an effect. I feel like my mind is slightly clearer, with less tendency to be dreamy when I’m writing. Does that make sense?

It’s also vanquishing fear number nine from the above list, which I saved for here: Moobs

I don’t want to have the chest of an American Buddha, so this whole nightmare of pushupageddon is actually working out rather well.

I still hate it, though. It’s like work, but with your face on the floor and lots of wheezing.

The goal for this month is 3000. Oh, and no bra. Ever.

New book is at 60,000 words. Done in a week. you’re going to love it. I’m over the moon for Livvy and a new character, Danila. She’s amazing.

Cheers.

 

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New For 2017: Books, Travel, and Mild Exercise.

So many shiny things to look forward to.

I hope your holidays are warm and bright. Mine have been filled with an embarrassment of riches, which will lead me to overeat, undersleep, and caffeinate like I’m going to swim to Mars.

After this period of eating and eating and then napping, I’m entering what I call the “Winter of My Discontent”. This is when I begin various exercise challenges followed by pulled muscles, mild anger, and wheezing.

Oh, there will be wheezing.

There are now word counters on my website, so you can see the progress of each book. At current rates, 2017 looks to be busy. I’ll have three titles, two short stories (more on those later) and two audiobooks. I also have new art, graphics, bookmarks, and other various goodies that I’ll be giving away at author events. I think you’ll love the new look of everything; it was time to freshen the place up, so to speak.

My travel calendar is full, and getting fuller. Or fullerer. Regardless, you know what I mean—I start the year off in beautiful Roanoke, Virginia, on January 28th. It’s a fantastic city, and I’ll be there twice during the year. If you haven’t been—go. They have all the things I love crammed into an old city filed with new life and American charm.

I’ll send out mailings as events are added; I hope to schedule signings in the Carolinas, Midwest, and California. Do you have a suggestion for a signing? Let me know—I love small events in interesting places.

See you this year, Bookfriends. Cheers!