There's a terminal pancreatic cancer patient in the house, two caregivers (his live-in and his estranged wife), his son, his daughter, his son-in-law, 4 grandkids from age 4 months to age 8, a walker, a walking stick, extra food..I feel like I'm in some underground NORAD bunker waiting for the next missile launch!
So--to maintain my sanity, I'm writing: Sunday I wrote a fantasy short story and then a prologue for my fantasy novel WIP. Today I'm trying to study my writing course lessons.
Oh--and I've started a novel about The Patient.
1 comment:
Frost
Good on you. Wish you all the best and do relax.
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