Done with Middlemarch

 An accomplishment of mine during the time of waiting for my book to be edited... I finally finished reading the Middlemarch by George Eliot.

God bless some work of my book to be done.

Happy Moon Festival!

How psychotics think

 The reason I spend my life writing and working on my books is to acquaint people with mental health issues and to dis-stigmatize them.

As I am writing George Eliot's Middlemarch, I come across the following quote:

"Nay, are there many situations more sublimely tragic than the struggle of the soul with the demand to renounce a work which has been all the significance of its life—a significance which is to vanish as the waters which come and go where no man has need of them?"

Ouch. It speaks my mind 

Middlemarch

Still waiting for my friends to edit my book. After being traumatized by the ending of Moby Dick, I picked up Middlemarch by George Eliot, not realizing that her (yes, it's a she) book, Middlemarch, is even longer. :-X

Finally made it to 50% of the book.

Finally ... Moby Dick appeared

 Moby Dick finally appeared in the last 3 chapters.  I have the feeling that a whole lot of chapters aren't necessary if the book really is about Moby Dick. Also, I am traumatized by the grand finali.

Now that I have finished reading this book, my friends haven't started editing my Chinese version of Broadened Horizons, the book about psychotic onset. Aye...

Let me find yet another classic I guess. At least now I can say I read Moby Dick. lol sigh

80% into Moby

 80% into Moby Dick. Now the topic of discussion is on fossil. 

The name Moby Dick did get mentioned twice or so.

81% into the book and now we are reading about buffalos.

No Mody by 71%

71%  into the book, still No Mody.

Yet, by now, I am getting used to the writer's way. His stream of consciousness. lol  

Change of MO

 Yesterday I was pondering whether to continue reading Moby Dick because the author has been going around writing chapters after chapters about all thing except for Moby Dick. 

As I mentioned in my previous posting, early morning time is the time for me to do work on my books except now I have to wait for editors to get back to me. This is why I take up reading again.

Today, contiuing to plow through this book where Moby Dick seemed to have been forgotten, I decided to change my MO. Forget about Moby Dick. Just plow through it chapter by chapter to see how far the author could go.

Moby Dick again

 50% into the book, I am thinking about quitting it since I cannot phathom myself continuing with a book deviating for so long from a'whaling.

Moby Dick

 I started to read Moby Dick because I am waiting for my friends to edit my book in Chinese, to make it more readible.

Now, 37% into the book, I am finding this book partially unreadible for me because the author had this habit of wondering off some other subjects while all I want to know is, like the old man and the sea, the crew and Moby Dick.

Since it is a classic, it's gotta be me who's got a comprehension problem.

Though I read on... feeling bad for the fictional whale.

The meds

Nowadays, I am taking 9 pills in the night time and 10 to 11 pills for the moring. 

Uusally, what I would do is to put all the pills in the pill-cutter and down them together with aqua.

At times, after I put all the meds out, I would switch to brushing my teeth etc.

The morning before yesterday, when I was getting ready to take my morning drug, I realized that I did not take my evening meds. So I skipped them and went on with my morning pills.

Then, I had a wierd day with symptoms out for a field trip. I had this ominous feeling. And, when the content surface, I knew I now could die because I have done my work. Being handicapped both in the body and in the head, I am really done with the living thing and pray to God for a good death.

So I went to see my psychiatrist yesterday morning and I described the whole 9 yards to him. He was simply listening and not particularly engaging until I told him that I have been authorized to die. He jumped in that moment:"Make sure you take your meds!"

lol

The wait

 My professors at Taiwan University, where I went for my undergrade, recommended me to have some people edited my book Broadened Horizons in Chinese version. Two of my professors in Psychology found it unreadible. Oops.

So I sent it off to a classmate of mine and she requested her father, a writer, to do the job.  Knowing that I am in debt to them for their help, I dare not be to pushy though I have no idea when the edited book will find its way to me. 

So I have been trying to switch my attention to reading the classics. Moby Dick is the current classic I have landed on since last week. I am only on chapter 17 The Ramadan while the book is 135 chapters long and will take me quite a bit of time to go through it.

Then I pondered. Will something come back by the end of this thick book? Out of my hands anyway. 

Routine

 I have been busy working on my books. After I did the self-publishing of my books through Amazon.com, at some points, I decided to translate two books into traditional Chinese: Broadened Horizons and Blows.

The books have been translated but that's not the end of it. Broadened Horizons is out there to be edited while Blows has been sent out for people to review so that I can get feedback on it. This makes me sort of, how do you put it, anxious I guess since how the processes go are not in my hand. 

In addition to the translation job that comes in once in a while, I haven't had the chance to blog and reflect on my life.

Now that I have all the time in my world, I am sort of in a loss since the never ending chores suddenly come to a stall. My morning part of routine got broken and I don't know what to do with myself.

My psychiatrist told me to have a routine in my life and now I understand why.

Anyways, I made some changes to the Blows and just updated the ebook and paper back in Kindle Publishing. At some point, I saw the royalty for the book and realize that for each paperback book I sell, I would make only pennies. lol

And, wow, it's been over 2 years since I last blog. Time flies!