Don’t know why I am writing about this. I was just thinking about it last night when I was trying to fall asleep. Instead of counting sheep, I counted all the holes I had in me after my transplant surgery. I’m sure Rivergirl will classify this as TMI, so I’ll give you that warning right now. Only proceed if you are wholly interested in my holes. When I woke up from my transplant surgery I had a number of things…
Let me warn you now, this is going to be a Debbie Downer of a post. I had big aspirations for 2024 and so far it’s been less than stellar. I’m full of frustration and I think that if I write it all down it might make me feel a little better. I totally understand if you want to skip this post. I wouldn’t blame you at all. We spent the last four months of 2023 in Canada with my…
Life has been quite busy lately and I haven’t written anything in many months. No writing done on my 22 works in progress. No short stories written. No Kindle Vella episodes. And certainly no blog posts. Hell, I have hardly even written Facebook update statuses. So, I told myself today, just write something! Write a measly blog post at least! I went to WordPress to do just that and ended up watching the cursor blink for ten minutes straight. Nothing…