I know. What the what? It’s Sunday night as I type this and for the past two weeks I’ve been a little writing machine, getting more words down than I have in a while and it feels really great. I’m loving my story. I’m in the zone where my characters are constantly talking to me. So when it came time to write a blog post, well, don’t ask me why, but the first thing that popped into my head was Fu Manchu. I’ve no idea why. Wait. I take that back. I sort of know why. It’s because it’s fun to say. I remember being a kid and saying it just for that reason. And guess what? It’s still fun to say. Go ahead… say it out loud. I’ll wait.
You liked it, didn’t you?
Are you also picturing the Fu Manchu mustache? I am.
Anyway, since the extent of my Fu Manchu love is in the saying of it, I thought we could talk about something else that’s been on my mind too: food. (FYI, this is nothing new since I’m always hungry.) But for the past I don’t know how many Mondays, I’ve said I’m going to eat better, and well, so far that hasn’t happened. Could have something to do with my latest yummy writing snack:
When it comes to willpower, I have none. It’s because of the sweet tooth gene I was born with.
I do like good, healthy food. In fact, I love it. The problem is, I’m a terrible planner. I keep thinking the kitchen fairies are going to strike and supply all the ingredients and time I’ll need to make nutritious meals that the guys in my household will eat without complaint. *sigh*
One Monday soon, I’ll turn the corner and take my family with me. (Leaving a little room for sweet treats, of course.) In the meantime, what’s you favorite snack?