Although this novel I’m writing will consist of thirty disparate short stories, spread out over a 30-day timeframe in the Sammohini Arc of “The Story,” I could see it happening. When I’ve done that sort of work, both inside and outside of healthcare, I would have a ticket queue of about ten to thirty tickets, and I’d get all sorts of strange technical work orders. It’s been fun brainstorming ideas and tripping down memory lane.
I often think about how, if I had been too concerned over trivialities or thought too much about how each word tied into another to form an overall cohesive whole, I’d still have only written about twenty essays or short stories over the past three years. You have to be a bit of an exhibitionist as a writer. You have to cook up multitudinous ideas, see what sticks, then move onto the next. No hesitation.
“The doctor was giving me hassle for asking for a note for a sit-stand desk. He was telling me that it wasn’t like I’d break my finger if I didn’t have it, and it’s like, dude, just sign the note.” Doctors should work with you. If they don’t, don’t be afraid to fire them. Having worked in healthcare for four years, some doctors will treat you like a human being and others that will not.
Telling the doctor about my headache from the day before that was so severe it debilitated my day, caused me to leave work early, ruined several hours of time, which I am still feeling the after-effects where I don’t want to do anything other than sleep, caused nausea – where his reaction was just like if I told him that my favorite color was green – was demeaning. Why would I let that tomfoolery bother me, though?
Although it seems vulgar, when you’re considering the main settings of your stories, you should consider how everything smells. As I’m planning out the most significant components of this novel I’ll be writing – a thirty-day period at Eville Medical in the Sammohini Arc of “The Story” – like characters and settings, I’m starting to explore the smaller questions about Eville Medical. What are some of the things you might notice as you walk through a hospital?
I’ve been thinking about how much I want to research and reference tropes, as listed on TV Tropes, before I begin writing this novel – a thirty-day period at Eville Medical in the Sammohini Arc of “The Story” – until my thoughts surrounding putting these characters or story beats into convenient storytelling devices devolves into questions about whether such patterns actually happen in real life, then I just change the mental channel. It’s good to be aware…
It’s boring counting calories and it’s exciting eating. The point isn’t so much to count the calories themselves as much to remove the psychological control eating has over us. If we can’t control our appetites, how can we control our minds in other regards? If we can’t do anything to even limit our caloric intake from a basic moderation perspective, we lose. That’s where, whenever I’ve lost weight, it’s because I’ve been analyzing those numbers.