9 January, 2010 | Leave a Comment

I bought a new day planner today (what the Brits call a ‘diary’).  Yes, I use an old-fashioned paper one.

I was writing a few dates and things in it just a moment ago. I flipped to December 2010 and then exclaimed “Oops!” and quickly slammed the book shut.  Why?  Because I didn’t want to know how the year ends.

OMG, I am insane.

In other date-related yet less worrisome news, it’s January, the most craptastic month of the year. As of Sunday, we’re in the double digits but will still have three more weeks to go. It’s a long sucker. So far in 2010 I have been most unproductive. I’m not writing, I’m way behind and I don’t even care. This may be because I have drastically reduced my sugar consumption. I am cooking and eating healthily, all good things, but a writer needs vice in her life.  My vice was sugar and now that’s gone. It’s no surprise that without a constant sugar buzz, the writing has dried up. If this writing drought keeps up past the weekend, I may need to go out and buy a bottle of Sprite. I hope it doesn’t come to that.

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1. Jan Says:

   January 9th, 2010 at 3:04 am

   http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/8439495.stm

   Something to make us angry in the New Year – or inspire more writing.

2. Jan Says:

   January 9th, 2010 at 3:08 am

   BTW – this Hintze looks like an East German porn star pretending to be Italian who OD’d on sunbed.