Odd Day
11/09/2007
I’m still missing my posts here. I’m currently just over 18,000 words on my novel. It’s starting to get some direction. Right now, the characters are pretty well developed.
Last night was the second to last seminar for sex and intimacy. I would normally be writing the “Friday sex post.” At this point, it should be the “intimacy post.” Last night though, the class didn’t speak to me in the way it normally does. I got something that had nothing to do with the subject of the course. I have been floundering in the leader’s program wondering why I’m doing it. I had forgotten. I knew I had forgotten, but I didn’t know how to get it back. Well, it’s back, but not quite fully present. It will be though.
In this seminar and others, they often say that context is decisive. Definitely. It’s true in my novel as well. Oh, and intimacy can be found/created anywhere. It was an odd day. Normally I would talk about being a freak magnet. I suppose I still am. However, there is another way to look at it.









