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April 2017

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I'm just doing an "I'm alive and still have an internet connection" post here.

My roomie is about the same as always, which is good. She continues to improve, but slowly. The animals are all healthy, thankyouGod. On the other hand, I seem to be falling apart. I have "trigger finger" on my left pinkie (I never heard of such a thing until I got it). I have done something to my left ankle that is painful enough for me to seek an X-ray to see if I broke the bone again. No break, but my PCP is referring me to a specialist. I've been hobbling around on the thing for a month, and it's getting annoying. I probably pulled a tendon or ligament, dragging my feet through the mud in front of the barn.

No, don't worry, I'm not going to start whining about the mud again. What is there left to say?

I joined Camp Nanowrimo this month, and I've already reached my goal of 20,000 words. I need to set a harder goal when I do the camp in July. I'm working on the story that I started three years ago, when I blew two Nanos in a row, due to life (boss from hell, my mom died, etc.). The story is now about 3/4 done. My roomie loves the characters and plot, and she says I'm doing some of my best writing. Unlike most writers, my style tends to be spare to a fault, and this story (with my roomie's comments/demands as she gets each scene hot off the keyboard) is teaching me to "fluff out" the scenes. My plot and character backgrounds are in my head, but I tend to forget that my readers can't read my mind. With the constant feedback I'm getting right now, I'm slowly learning to reveal more, and that is good.