I woke up the other night, parched and needing a drink of water.
Now common sense would dictate I put on my braces and then go get a drink, but
since it was only a short walk to the kitchen and then I would be returning to
bed, I decided it made more sense just to hobble there without my braces and
not have to go to all the trouble of getting half dressed over a stupid drink.
After all, it would be a mere fifty foot walk in the darkness on paralyzed feet
and half paralyzed legs.
What could go wrong?
Needless to say, I broke one foot and badly sprained
another. The big toe on my sprained foot is a shiny shade of black, and my knee
pops uncomfortably every third or fourth step. But that’s okay, I won’t know if
I’ll need surgery until a specialist looks at later. Yippee!
So there’s that.
It’s also November, which means I probably won’t be able to
write a word. Ever since I tried Nanowrimo one year, I seem to get the most
obstinate cases of writer’s block in November. My muse can be a contrary little
butt.
But this time all might not be lost.
I got the rights back to all my short stories published by
LL Dreamspell, and if I were to combine those with the stories from Pill Hill
Press and a couple I wrote as an indie….voila! Instant anthology! So guess what
I’m gearing up to do.
Some of these stories were very early works of mine, which
means I still had a lot to learn about writing, so they could definitely stand
to be edited and revised again. I think it’s cool that they will get a second
chance at life. So I’m going to let my muse vacation and work on improving
those instead. Hopefully, by the end of the year I will have another anthology
to turn loose on the world.
I would really like to write one more story for it
since I found a picture that would make an awesome cover, but I always try to
have a story in my book match the cover. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.
I guess I should just thank my lucky stars that I have a
career that is done sitting down.
