Notes Of A Storyteller: Hit The Gym!

.“The rain felt so good, I felt like Mother Nature had given me a kiss on the lips.”

 

Those were the first words to come to mind when I sat down at this laptop, so I wrote them. I was casting around for words to describe what I felt like this morning.

 

At 5:45 AM Central time, I threw on shorts, a T-shirt and some polyester and went to go work out with some friends. There were push-ups, and crunches, and running, and indoor football, and other nasty things that make we Americans quiver with fear. I grunted my way through it. I sweated like a pig.

 

When I stepped outside an hour later, the rain was coming down. I can’t describe the chill to you. It didn’t cut to the bone, but it thrilled my skin. It was the perfect cld temperature for a man whose body was flaming from exercise. On a sprite-like impulse, I dashed into the rain, and ran some more. By the time I made it back to the dorm, I was a soggy mess of flesh, fabric, and hair.

 

Here’s the thing that gets me thinking. The very first thing that leapt to mind when I started writing this wasn’t that arduous, sweaty hour. It was the moment in which I was done, and reveling in the water (the shower in my dorm room couldn’t hold a candle to this). I felt new, somehow. I felt like I had squeezed something slimy and poisonous out of my blood; life ran through my veins. In that moment, I felt like I could outrun a cheetah.

 

And now here’s my question to you: if you’re a writer, do you work out on a regular basis? How do you do it? Do you watch CNN and sweat on a treadmill? Do you rise with the sun and jog 3 miles? Do you benchpress or throw dumbbells around?

 

If you’re not, I truly recommend it. Do you feel comfortable right now? You shouldn’t be. All good stories are about a man or a woman removed from his/her comfort zone. Why should you be any different?

 

There’s something about pain that makes human beings excellent at describing themselves. When you do more than you think you are able to do, you gain power and you gain insight about yourself and life in general. You defy the American “good life” of couches and beer; that perspective will be invaluable in fiction and other places.

 

Are you hitting the gym? If not, do it before today is over. If you are, push yourself even harder. I have great confidence that it will make a mark on how you write and how you think. It might even make a mark on how you live.

 

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Hello! I don’t know if you heard, but this blog is moving to a new one. It’ll have all the same weekly features, and news about The Kingdom Trilogy. It will also acknowledge the other projects that I dip my toes in. Check it out here. I’ll post the weekly features on both sites for a while, but before long I’ll make the full transition to the new site.

 

Monday Meditation: The Sort Of Thing That Demands A Pair of Sunglasses

In other words, this week is about style.

SONG OF THE WEEK

“Cowboy Bebop Theme Song”

In case you were bored with the ever-so-stylish James Bond theme, here’s something else for the secret agent in you. If I ever sneak through a North Korean nuclear complex in a tux, this song will be playing on my iPod.

QUOTE OF THE WEEK

“It’s 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark… and we’re wearing sunglasses.”

“Hit it.”

The Blues Brothers

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For those of you waiting on the Kindle edition of The Quest, Amazon is being difficult. Everything is submitted, but they want me to submit it again. So I am. I’ll keep you posting. It is coming, and it’s got a new cover that puts the old one to shame. Check that out on the Smashwords Edition.

The Quest: Kindle Edition…

… has been formatted at last and will hit the store any minute now!

Everything is submitted to Amazon. Within 12 hours of this post, The Quest should be available on the Kindle Store. The moment I see it up there, I’ll post a link right here. Thanks for your patience. Monday Meditations is coming out in a few hours, as programmed. Until then, I’m logging off of this stupid machine and catching forty winks. Have a magnificent week.

Exclusive Interview!

You won’t see this anywhere else on the Internet. J.C. Martin, writer extraordinaire, chats with me on her blog about my life and my writing. If you’re feeling daring today, check out what I had to say to her.

While we’re at it, if you missed Arman’s interview over the summer at The Chronicles of Corinne, here’s the link.