Spring has sprung here.  The wind hasn't stopped for days, but it is warmer than it was last week.  The crocus are already done, but the daffodils are now blooming.  My magnolia bush as been in blossom for a couple of weeks, but yesterday, its scent filled the air.  I love that smell.  The sun, the warmth, the breeze, the blue sky, the green of spring grass and new leaves.  My weeping cherry is getting ready to bust out all over.  I can't wait.  I love spring.  So filled with promise.

Winter is not the best time for me.  For the past several months, I have had trouble writing.  As I approached the 3/4 mark on my WIP, the words slowed, the characters stopped talking, and progress ground to a halt.  Chapter 15 was a struggle.  Chapter 16 was no better. 

Then, Sunday came, and in a whirlwind I finished the rest of chapter 16.  Moxie 4 liked it.  Joyous noise.  Spring as sprung, the ice has broken.  The words are flowing again.

My winner's list this two-weeks includes plotting & starting chapter 17.  I am hoping to get through 17 by the end of next week, in time for the next Moxie meeting.  I am hopeful.  I have resolve.  The same winner's list also includes reviewing the lectures from the ECE class I just completed.  There was so much information in those lectures that I suffered overload.  I'll review through lecture 3 over the next two weeks, and talk to SM, my editing partner, about the assignments.

I've decided that I am tired of my current weight and feeling like a slug.  I need to eat better; I need to move more.  I spend a lot of time in front of my computer: writing, gaming, reading emails and blogs.  My house is a mess (what I qualify as a mess.)  I believe that if I get the blood flowing and eat the better brain foods, then my writing productivity will go up.  Endorphins are a wonderful thing.  My house and mood will benefit, and maybe I'll sleep more/better.  I can work with that.  Side benefit to that plan: smaller Stefanie!  Clothes that fit better, and a thinner me looking back out of the mirror.   

Today, I actually exercised!  20 minutes on the eliptical machine felt good.  I didn't stress over it, I didn't push really hard.  I kept a steady pace.  I disengaged my brain for those minutes, let it just BE.  That felt good, too.  I'm in a good mood today.  Perhaps the plan is already working.  If the weather allows, I think I'll take the dog for a walk tomorrow.  If not, I'll spend some quality time with the eliptical again.  If it remains nice, I will take the laptop outside and write there for awhile in the sunshine.  I'm not going to promise productivity on my WIP, but that time will be productive is other ways.