Skip to main content

Opposition

When it comes to romantic stories I've always been a big fan of having opposites attract, probably because that's been my life experience. My guy and I are complete polar opposites in almost everything except upbringing and values. It makes us good problem solvers because we tackle things from different angles -- he's operates on experience and is very methodical and conservative; I'm more intuitive and creative, and I'm willing to take risks.

Every relationship is different, such as the one in NA #2 between the protagonists. I started out with a vague Cinderella-in-toe-shoes idea but then it morphed on me as I put these two characters together on the page to see what happened. Unlike the protags in book one they're two sides of the same personality -- or maybe not. I'm not sure, as it's continuing to change and grow as I write the story. I'm just along for the ride now.

Should be interesting to see what I end up with for the second book. Stay tuned. :)

Image by Comfreak from Pixabay

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Stuff

After finding this Caron one pound skein of lovely peach yarn in my thrifted lot I raided my stash for two cakes of Mandala in Pegasus, which matches it perfectly. For practice and hand therapy I'm going to make another Worth Street Afghan with this free pattern , but this time I'll use the yarn that was recommended for it plus the one pound skein. I'm not quite ready to do the vintage/recycled linen quilt I had planned (still a bit too nervous about the idea), so I'm going to use some color therapy and make a quilt from these thrifted green fat quarters. I considered doing another Yellow Brick road patchwork pattern, but I might go with a split rail fence like this one.

Journal Find

This is a page from my 2010 poetry journal. My handwriting isn't the best, so I'll transcribe it: If my heart survives to tell all the secrets kept inside it will be an abalone shell in which the beauty did reside. But I think I will always be lost to the tides that rage in me . . . humbling and polishing . . . I don't write many self-portrait poems, but this one isn't too embarrassing. A bit overly dramatic, but the girl I was eleven years ago went through some tough times. I'm in a much more peaceful place today.

The Numbers

Back in March my diabetes doctor changed my medication and encouraged me to alter my diet and exercise more in order to bring down my A1C, which at the time tested out at a dismal 8.3 (normal is 5.8.) So for the next two months I dealt with the increased meds, stuck to my decidedly grim diet and added a lot more walking to my exercise regime. P.S., it's never fun to be a diabetic, but over the last couple of months I've really tried to keep a good attitude about it. Attitude isn't everything, but it helps a lot when you have to make significant changes while battling a disease like this. Yesterday I performed a home A1C test, and I'm currently at 6.5. That's pretty amazing results, even for me. If I can get it down another half point before I see the doctor in July I'd be over the moon, but I feel like I've already done great. Image credit: Image by Daniele Liberatori from Pixabay