Well it’s official, I’m sick. A sinus infection has struck. I’m on antibiotics, so I should feel markedly better pretty rapidly. Heck, I already feel better than I did early yesterday. Modern medicine is a wonderful thing. But sick is sick, so no work yesterday, at all. Very frustrating. I’m in the end game of DANSE MACABRE. I have to finish going over the final edits on MICAH. I thought the edits would be going out yesterday at the latest, but I don’t think making final decisions when I feel this bad is a good idea. Yesterday I buttered a piece of bread and started to put it in the toaster. Jon and I decided that I shouldn’t play with anything that used electricity for the rest of the day. Today, I’m clearer headed than that, but not completely. It’s a fight to concentrate, or decide anything. So, no final edits until I’ve been on meds for at least the rest of today. Give me two days on antibiotics, before I decide things that will actually hit print.
I had these great notes on the next chapter of DANSE MACABRE. I thought I’d get a couple of pages out of them, nope. Once I deciphered the handwriting it’s a paragraph of keepable material. Disappointing. The question is do I push myself and try to get a few pages, or do I give up and just rest? I’ll feel better if I make a little progress. True. I’m going to go now, because otherwise I’ll just natter away on the blog and not get any of the book written. Bye for now.
It’s official
August 23, 2005
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