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Thursday, March 11th, 1999

Well, still feelin' poorly. At Judith's suggestion, I went to the chiropractor across the hall, and he helped me get my neck loosened up a bit. It's terribly expensive, and it's very odd. The expense will be managable after I meet the $250 on my insurance, but the oddities... See, he doesn't do any of that cracking stuff. He does pressure-point work and energy balancing. I know. Sounds kinda hokey and new-age to me too. But you know what? I felt better. Not cured or anything, but after each ever-so-slight touch (on pressure points) I'd feel a little relieved, and for a little while afterwards my headache was gone and my neck didn't hurt nearly as bad. I dunno. I'm kinda waffling back and forth on this one. I'm going back to see him tomorrow (and Monday and next Wednesday). I'll say one thing, though: even when I *do* meet the deductible, I'm not doing this three times a week. Can't afford that.
This is the first time all week that I've turned my computer on at night. I've been avoiding it because I'm in so much pain from keyboard work. I can't even begin to tell you how many poems I need to read/comment on for Clean Sheets! Ugh, they probably think I've died (again). But, even as I write this, my back hurts and my neck is starting to cramp up again. It might be awhile before I find the 3-4 hours to sit down and wade through that stuff.
David and I are fine. He was a little moody last night (for no good reason that I could see), but we lived through it. I don't want to discuss our relationship with him for awhile. I'll just let things settle from last week. I'm feeling more secure, which is nice. I don't need to get a "state of the relationship" update from him anytime soon.
I never did tell you all that I sold a story! It's called "Heidi" and I wrote it last May at a coffeeshop on Mary Anne's laptop. I think I mailed it out that day, too (it wasn't double spaced or anything). Anyhow, it's going to be in the anthology "Skin Deep: Real-Life Lesbian Sex Stories"*, which will be out gods-know-when. I'll let you know, sure.

In other writerly news, I'm entering a new writer's contest with "Feeding Time at the Ego Zoo". Hell, it's $1200 if I win, and it'll look good as a credit. And if not? Well, third time's a charm, right?

Here's a great link for writing resources on the web: http://www.writerswrite.com/paying/. Not only do they list a little blurb about each publication, but there's a search engine and links to their home pages. There seems to be a mix of webzines and print mags. Use the search engine, as I found _The Iowa Review_, which wasn't in the main list.

*David says, "but you're not a real-life lesbian!" Shhhhhh, you won't tell, will you?
Well, I should go clean my room, put my laundry away or something. So, go check out Xeney's Garden Project. It's finally up! Whoo-hoo.
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