So yeah, I was in the hospital for nineteen days this month. Unconscious for two weeks, breathing tube, very fuzzy memories. My family traveled to see me while I was in the hospital but I remember very little. I am home now, and doing better, but having trouble with emotions. Trying to get back into therapy.
Reading: I haven’t been. Not since I got out of the hospital. I’m still semi on target for the 75-books-in-2017 reading challenge, and I did finish listening to Furiously Happy again the other day. I started reading an old BabySitter’s Club favorite, Kristy and the Secret of Susan, but haven’t gotten very far. Finally received my March LibraryThing Early Reviewer book and started reading that, but it’s kind of stupid.
Writing: I haven’t been. Tomorrow starts July Camp NaNo, and I signed up, but I don’t know if I’m going to do it. I signed up with a goal of 15k, which is only 500 words a day and if I push myself I know I could do it, but… I just don’t really want to. I don’t know what the heck I would write, either. I’m stuck on Remy-sequel, and all I have left to write of Amanda-sequel is a few filler scenes. Unless I decide that the “end” I wrote isn’t really the end, which is something I’ve been toying with… There’s a lot I could do with Amanda-sequel, if I let myself expand it more. Lots of interesting scenarios Amanda and Meg could get into. I worry about dragging it on too long though, and writing myself into a corner… If I continue the story past what I have now, what would happen to their relationship? I always intended for Amanda to stay married to Daniel, that was never in question. Until I wrote Amanda coming onto Meg while drunk. It’s funny how sometimes the things that you end up writing surprise you. I didn’t expect that Amanda would ever long for what she used to have with Meg, certainly never act on that longing. The story could go a whole different direction now, if I chose to write it.