November Blues

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.