Now that the house is quiet for the day, I thought I best update on how everything is going here. I'm off bed rest and feeling more like my old self again, and I think I'm out of the danger zone I was in a few days ago. I still have an appointment set up with my girly doctor, but haven't been yet. I'll post the results sans the fine details once I have info. Thanks for all the well wishes and thoughtful emails, everyone. I truly appreciate it. I swear I've been an emotional wreck since it happened, and I tend to cry at the drop of a hat. Even email hats.
Someone asked in an email the other day how my diet is going, and I realized after I sent off my reply that I hadn't answered. It's still on, and I haven't cheated with any foods not Atkins induction friendly, since I decided to do an extended induction. I'm down 11 pounds and 15 inches overall - four of those inches are off my waist. Not too shabby for someone eating cheesecake and pepperoni almost every day. The weightloss is slower this time, but my blood glucose is right on target. My first foray into town off of bedrest, I had to buy a new pair of "skinny" jeans. The first time in a LONG time my jean size has gone down. :P
I've done a lot of writing over the past month - and in the past week. I now have 3 stories floating out in submission land, two awaiting clean up, and I just finished a story based off of Under A Midnight Moon, that's almost ready to go. It ties in with the entire Werekind Series, and tonight I've been working on cleaning up the final draft and getting it ready to send out. It should be out the door this coming week, and after that I'll only have one more submission call deadline on my worksheet left to meet for January/February.
A few days ago, I read The Road by Cormac McCarthy. I can't write too much about it without completely giving it away, and I don't want to do that because it's rare that I find a book that reaches me the way this one did. The book is a postapocalyptic novel about a father and son who have nothing left in the world but each other. It is touching, scary, sad, frightening, and although the blurb described it as "living in a future with no hope", I did find hope in it. I guess it's sort of like seeing rainbows when you least expect it. Some people will look up and see the rainbow, but if someone else is standing at a different angle, they might not. At any rate, I give The Road my highest recommendation. I feel I should point out this book has been made into a movie, and is also a Boston Globe, Denver Post, Los Angeles Times, Washington Post, New York, Time, and People Magazine Best Book of the Year. After reading it, I can see why.
So here it is, a few minutes after midnight. I should try and clean up a few more paragraphs before bed. I think I'll make another cup of tea before I settle in.
Happy hump day, everyone.