My novel needs conflict. I've been reading through thousands of words of characters and places and smells, sights and sounds. But there isn't quite enough "I'm so torn over this, this and this" that a page-turner requires. I'm working on it. While I was pedaling the puppies around at 5.30 this morning. It occurred to me that I'm probably more catering to the needs of my domestic creatures than a lot of humans. Don't get me wrong, I'm no Dog...
I realize I gush about them frequently, but the puppies really are two uniquely special angels to caretake my existence. A Writer mate of mine used to talk about how he really appreciated the gym because word nerds spend so much time hunched over pages and keys, it's refreshing to bend the body in different ways and motivate yourself out of a workspace. While I do enjoy my 30 minute gym romps during lunch, I have an entirely different dependency...
The puppies and I have a new bike! I have been missing my red bicycle since migrating to New York City last September and the puppies have been longing for a good run. You can imagine how overjoyed I was to come home from work Friday to the sight of a proud husband and two dancing puppies standing around the yellow bicycle that would heal the heartbreak of having to leave good old Red behind. The past two days have been spent being pulled around...
My eyeballs nearly rolled out of my head yesterday when I realized that over ONE MILLION reads have occurred in FollowMeToNYC land. It was one of those moments when progress occurs. In this instance, I looked down at my lap full of puppy and exclaimed, "Jesus. I still can't believe the puppies made the hike from Australia to New York City. Amazing." I've been "blogging" for a minute... Considering how Facebook (along with its recent place on the...
Poor Henry has had a hell of a time settling into New York City. First, his sister whacked him in the eye. Now there's something not good with his paw happening and to prevent him from licking it, he's had to wear a lampshade on his head for the past three days. I took it off of him today because he was walking better and I was hoping he had forgotten anything ever happened and moved on with playing ball and going on walks. Much to my dismay he...