Connecting With the Past

We shouldn’t live in the past, but by all means we should be connected with it.

Tuesday morning I went into the gym for my daily Fit By First workout. It involved jumping jacks, situps/crunches, planks, and other things.

I took my place in front of the mirror.

I jiggled.

I wiggled.

I shook and shimmied involuntarily as I put my body through the paces.

And I watched.

Never have I seen me in such a state.

I’ve weighed this amount before, but I’ve never put myself in front of a full-body mirror and tried doing full-body exercises.

A few years ago that would have been mortifying. Now it’s…well, while I’m not satisfied with my metabolic status quo I realize it’s not going to change overnight and I’m not going to lose anything of value while I’m in it.

According to the Navy, for my height I’m about 30 pounds out of regulations. I think it’s fair to say it’s not all muscle; it’s not even 50% muscle, I think. I’d say it’s probably more significant than I think, but nowhere near what I’d want it to be. Well, maybe near; I’m not obese, but I am rambling, so to the point:

A lot of change has been going on in my life.

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I became a father this year. I went back to school. I’m getting out of the Navy after five years of service. Jenn and I moved and she went back to work. I have to drive Stormy to his grandparents at 0530 every morning (If we leave on time) and be back at Manoa in time for my 0730 class on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I’m writing a book and getting coached in how to publicize it and sell pre-orders to get it published by Inkshares. I’m working on a prospective project for my side business. I get 4-6 hours of sleep most nights.

And while I don’t want to stay 30 lbs out of regs – even after I separate – I’m not super-ashamed because look at my life.

Crazy? Frenetic? Hectic? Abso-toot-ly.

But then tonight, after Jenn finished feeding Stormy – his last before bed – I was carrying him, gently burping him, and he had his head on my shoulder, facing toward me, but eyes shut tight, breathing deep, falling deeper into sleep.

Skinny Cliff would kill for such moments.

I thought back to when Jenn first told me her pee test popped positive; when we got our first ultrasound of him; the first time we saw his little body developing and he had limbs and as soon as the camera was on him he stretched out all the way, all of a sudden – a real live critter, just starting out; strong heartbeat, good vitals, our future son.

And that connection, that memory of the not too distant past (though it feels like a world away) flooded me with appreciation and emotion for this moment tonight.

I thanked God for this life, portly though I may currently be, and I’m just…happy. I’m content. I prefer the abilities of skinny Cliff and am working to get back to that, but to keep my spirit. Same body, a little leaner; same spirit, always growing.

Living the dream, baby.

 

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Once Upon a Time…

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Once upon a time, Magnami was a world of fantasy and magic. A great cataclysm was brought upon the land when Dalimor, the King of Shadows, attempted to usurp power from Thael, the Star Guardian. As the peoples of the world began to rebuild, they did so not with magic, but with science and technology.

The cataclysm changed the face of Magnami. The Impassable Mountains sprang up between Aenod and Xiriath; the ocean was widened between Aenod and Silespi; the land of the Huma, Avotin, was brought closer to Aenod, the land of the Hara, thus, expediting the proliferation of tools and machines and the diminishing presence of spells and enchantments.

Where there was once a divine paradise, there is now a frozen wasteland where legend has it time itself freezes in the otherworldly frigid climate.

Over time, the era before the cataclysm (B.C.) fell into myths and legends, stories not to be taken seriously, but only considered as fairytales.

And so, in the new post-cataclysmic world (P.C.) a new era of civilizations strive to make sense of their history and initiate the Myth Initiative. The mission is to explore the myths and legends to discover the truth behind the stories. However, within the coalition is a faction with more clandestine objectives.

Led by the mysterious General Krazán, he always has a handpicked man or woman leading each venture.

At the time of the Frozen Wastes, we join Perilea Greyleaf, a 19 year old freshman in college joining in on what’s supposed to be the final mission of the Initiative. She herself suffering from a genetic condition endemic to her ethnicity has been tenaciously researching the history of her people, the Shohara, and discovering more questions than answers in the annals of medicinal history; but when going down a more fantastical road of insight, she learns of amazing new possibilities as well as a potential threat in the Wastes of a most ancient and evil origin…

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The Frozen Wastes Update!

After a couple false starts involving vanishing Word docs, I’ve finally got a handle on the file management system with back-up and so hopefully I won’t have to start the book bible from scratch again. Especially now; it’s getting quite extensive.

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I DID start on the manuscript tonight – got a whopping 476 words! I know that’s not a lot, but I got 800 and change in the bible, so in all, over 1200 words going toward the story. And however many is in the chapter posted here and that’s over 2000! Only 48000 to go! Woohoo!

I want to thank you all again for following and supporting and especially for the folks who plunked down the digital cash for the pre-order! That’s really the best kind of support an author can get, I think. Moral support is great, of course, and the support of my wife, giving me time to work on all this, is fantastic. But moral support doesn’t get books published – dolla bills do.

I know I didn’t finish out the project before, but you can rest assured I will finish this time.
There’s about 88 more days in this campaign…please tell your friends, especially if they like sci-fi/fantasy in the vein of the Weasley twins taking Frodo Baggins to a party at Cair Paravel being DJed by the Doctor and crashed by Kefka.

If you get all those references or know someone who would, this book is DEFINITELY FOR YOU. If you just like the Harry Potter books, Chronicles of Narnia, The Hobbit and the like, THIS BOOK IS FOR YOU. It’s book 1 of 13, so there’s a lot more adventure to be had!

Thanks again – have a wonderful day!

Cliff