Last week, I sat down to do my Deb post on deadlines. Then I double checked the topic and saw we’d already done deadlines and the actual topic was love. This week, I sat down to write my Deb post on deadlines. And then I got a sense of déjà vu and sure enough, we’ve already done deadlines. Anyone care to guess what March 1st, is for me? Yep. The deadline my second book is due to my editor.
To be honest, there’s something in the above paragraph that’s not true. I didn’t sit down to write anything. Why? Because I don’t sit down, I walk on my treadmill while I write. Seriously.
About a year ago, the writer Arthur Slade saw a news program about a company making treadmill desks for big corporations. You can watch that video here. Now, Art is nothing if not cheap ingenious and he knew he could make his own treadmill desk for much less than the $5000 or whatever that company is charging people with more money than sense Corporate America, and he built his own. For a long time, despite the fact my husband thought both Art and I were nuts, I coveted Art’s treadmill desk. Last November, I found a used treadmill for sale just about the same time I came into the exact amount of money they were asking for it. Destiny or insanity? I like to think the former. My friend, Ken, helped me move it home and then he built the fancy desk you see in the picture.
Getting used to writing while walking only took a few minutes, but looking down at my laptop screen made me very dizzy, so I bought the large monitor and Ken added a shelf to his innovative treadmill desk design. The treadmill desk has been wonderful! At the end of the day, I actually have more energy than when I sit all day. Plus, it forces me to take a break because I need water!
Side note: I’ve noticed whenever I show this to friends, they invariably call their spouse in to see it and say, “Honey, this is exactly what you need.” They never seem to want it for themselves!
By now you’re all wondering if I sat down to write this week’s post and thought the topic was my desk or something, aren’t you? Well, no. I didn’t. For one thing, I’m not sitting (remember?). I’m walking at a nice 1.5 miles per hour while I type this. In fact, I’ve walked 85 minutes so far today while checking email, doing marketing, and writing this post. That’s 2 miles without leaving my house!
So back to the topic of the week. My next book. See, I pay attention sometimes. Oddly enough, despite what everyone says about your second book being your hardest, this was the easiest book I’ve ever written. I finished it last week, ahead of schedule! I attribute it to the treadmill. For one thing, when you’re walking while writing and you get stuck, your feet keep moving. For some reason, this seems to keep my brain moving too. Oh, and it might be possible that this book was easier because my dare-I-say genius agent made me do a proper synopsis. Of course, when I told him that my second book was supposed to be hard, but it wasn’t, he said, “Well, your first one’s not out yet, so you don’t have that pressure on you while you write it that everyone’s talking about. I’m sure your third one will be really hard though.” Gee, thanks, Michael!
I guess I’ll just keep walking and writing and hope for the best. Here’s a little bit about my second book, due out from Putnam someday (not sure when yet). The Right & the Real by Joelle Anthony follows a seventeen-year-old whose father throws her out of the house when she refuses to join the cult he’s gotten involved with, forcing her to survive on her own; but when Dad finds himself in danger, she comes to the rescue armed with her newly acquired street smarts.