Yesterday, my throat started feeling dry and scratchy. This morning, the symptom has only gotten worse. Plus, I’m achy and very tired. I thought getting a flu shot was supposed to prevent this type of crap.
Oh, well. Maybe it’s allergies again.
I saw my psychiatrist today. I told her lately I’ve experienced drops in my mood. She doubled the dosage of one of my medications. She said it may make me more anxious and irritable, but at least I’ve got another medication that can counteract that. Mental illness is a lot of things. Sometimes it’s easy to forget how many moving parts contribute to your well-being.
Some of these parts aren’t at all related to taking a controlled substance. Stuff like getting to feed a can of Fancy Feast to a neighborhood stray. Spending my weekend with my wife and son. Reading a good book. Finishing projects.
The stray’s name is Snowflake, and I’ve long-suspected she wasn’t being fed. The way she scarfed that can of Fancy Feast, I’m inclined to think my suspicions weren’t far off. It’s nice to feel needed by an animal again. I mean, sure I’ve got the fish, but I dunno, it’s just not the same.
Anyway, I went out with people from work for the first time this past Friday. It was a good night out. I managed to pace myself with booze, which can sometimes be a challenge. The highlight was showing up in costume, because I wrongly believed the gathering was a costume party. Luckily, the costume was easy to take off. I’m glad I didn’t show up covered in fake blood.
It dawned on me the other day that I just might finish all the projects I started this year. Next month, I plan to do a full rewrite of Skull Forest for National Novel Writing Month. I also plan to knock out a top secret screenplay project AND finish Island of Teeth. I think I can really do this, gang!
I’ll even have the revised, finished version of Blood and Brimstone up on my Patreon in the coming weeks. It’s been pretty hopping over there anyway with flash fiction and writing advice essays posted a few times a week. Now, know it’s not sexy asking people for money, but book sales can be really volatile. Having a Patreon helps me have a more reliable income stream. I hope you’ll join me. You’ll be glad you did. Not only will you help me pay some bills, you’ll also get access to exclusive content. Once Blood and Brimstone wraps, I’ve got another serial novella ready to go called I Was a Teenage Cult Leader. Unlike Blood and Brimstone, which becomes publicly available a week after each entry is posted, IWATCL will be exclusive to Patreon for at least a year.
Anyway, that’s my sales pitch. A final note on finishing things: I’m not counting my collaboration with Ryan Harding as something I’ll finish this year. We want to take our time and enjoy the process as much as possible. I’m also not counting Girl on the Borderland, which only has its first chapter written so far. I’m only counting stuff I’ve been deep into over the last ten months.
See you next time, loves.
Currently reading: Fear Street Cheerleaders: The First Evil by R.L. Stine
Just watched: Incident in a Ghostland