I've had such an "exciting" life since my last entry that the details are hardly worth their own entry. I volunteered at 1st and Central's labyrinth last Wednesday as usual. When I left there, I went directly to Panera's where I awaited the arrival of my fellow WR editing companions. Actually R arrived within minutes of me. We saved a new spot next to an outlet, defending it against attackers, flooding and the e coli threat. (We were less successful against the incursion of caffeine.) JR & J came a few minutes later. I edited Earthbow sections from approximately 5 until about 7:30 and then left a bit early because I was pretty ouchy and tired.

For me, Thursday was pretty much of a wash, since I was fairly ouchy throughout most of the day--mostly with an on0again off-again headache that I fought periodically through much of the week. Low-grade but just enough to make working on anything requiring concentration a challenge.

Friday, I went to the internist, where I admitted that I had not gone to the physical therapy as directed months earlier, after having complained of the stiffness in my upper back and especially my neck. I admitted that I had return not just because said stiffness hadn't improved --and was really freaking me out -- but because my knees where quite unhappy with me, especially my left one. The doctor ordered x-rays of my knees, and wrote up a new order for physical therapy--suggesting a place in Pike Creek that will definitely require assistance from Paratransit to reach. He took my confession pretty placidly which suggests that he has already quite given up on me. Oh, did I mention -- I know that I didn't -- I gained weight since my previous visit. That would be bad enough if it weren't for the fact that I have been making efforts to eat healthfully for the last couple of months. My main focus has been re cholesterol-lowering and avoiding other causes of heart disease; however, I thought just possibly that I might have lost weight. Piffle, evidently. (How much cholesterol and fibre in a piffle?)

Saturday, we had a final "Inquirers' Meeting" for Written Remains, hosting two inquirers--Kimberly and Diane who coincidentally both happen to have journalistic backgrounds. The group also critiqued my latest version of Earthbow Chapter 1. Summary? I open to "mixed reviews".

Once I get my act together--it's only after 2 p.m. Sunday, I hope to spend the day continuing editing more of "Earthbow". I still have hopes --diminished hopes--of completing the edit of the first half of the manuscript before the end of the month. Three days. It would be a lock if I hadn't discovered that additional passages of the manuscript were missing from the printed and carefully bound master copy of Earthbow. For some reason, Coris scenes keep slipping through a literary black hole. Arrgghh!

I'm depressed. And frustrated. And I tired. Sorry, I would truly love to be upbeat here but I just can't come up with anything upbeat to report. Maybe next time.

Actually, next time, I will attempt to spark a discussions of dreams.