I've been coughing my guts out for 5 days now. I finally went to a doctor and received a diagnosis of bronchitis. I'm on medicine that is helping me, but also makes me feel very weak. I haven't done any writing since mid December. I think I'll wait until the new year to crank back up again.
I've taken in a friend to live with me. She is a visual artist. I'm having to adjust to no longer being alone at my house. She is homeless and needs me. I'm the type person who managed to be alone without feeling lonely. Writing kept my spirits up. This friend is a new experience, which I feel will benefit both of us. I'll have to quit being so selfish and she'll learn some better habits as well.
Take time to read my Christmas story. It's fiction with a grain of truth in it. I took the NaNoMoWrit challenge in November and wrote a 51,000+ word novella in 24 days. It's filled with awkward sentences and typos working that fast, but is actually a decent story. I had no inkling where I was going or what the story was going to be about. The title is She Must Go! Lee Thames, the protagonist in the novel In and Out of Madness becomes the supreme bitch and antagonist in this novella. I had a blast writing it. I am going through it now doing first draft editing. It was a zero draft. (meaning I'm having to edit to make it a first draft.)
Well, it's time for me to take my cough syrup laced with codeine and my nap so my lungs will heal. May all of you have a happy holiday and a splendid new year!
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