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The Daily Prompt today asks if we’d rather be stranded on an island, dropped into an unknown forest, or locked into a strange building.


I’m late posting today. Heck, I’m late writing today. I may actually post this tomorrow, which would be the wee hours of Saturday, November 23rd. Sorry, Charlie, but I do what I can. And what I did tonight was see Junior ReloVertigo, Baby and Fiancée all together, with us at dinner. And then, I was so happy, I pulled out my laptop and started writing again.

Uh…confession: I was a little over ten thousand words into my NaNoWriMo project, when I got sick. I was ill, and not in the “You be illin” way. Not the migraine kind of sick, the acky-pookie kind. For non-Americans and those without children, that means illness that would cause things to purge from various bodily orifices. Sorry you asked? See why I prefer “acky-pookie”? Oh, you didn’t ask? Sorry. You may have needed to know.

Anyway, I didn’t write while I was so ill. Then, when I was better, I couldn’t make myself pick up the laptop. I would look at it, and feel nauseated just looking at it. I would recall where I’d left off in my story, and try to imagine where I would pick up, what would happen next, and my mind would just freeze. It’s pretty hard to make a woman’s mind go completely blank. We always have multiple things in there at once. But this really did make me say to myself, “Nope. Got nothin’.” That was scary. Those of you who’ve been with me long enough will recall that I said at the beginning of NaNoWriMo that I really wanted to finish. I want to be a winner (I’m already a winner, but I mean as they deem it) by writing fifty thousand words. Since I’d stopped at just over ten thousand, you can imagine how I started to feel as the days wore on, and I still hadn’t picked up that laptop.

Mr ReloVertigo would ask me every day how the writing was going. He was excited, and felt like he had become part of the process. He’d already contributed a plot twist, and really wanted to see this work come to its fruition. And every day, I’d be ashamed to say I hadn’t written. He’d be disappointed, I could tell. But he never, ever voiced it. He’d be so encouraging, so supportive. Of course, he didn’t know that the more supportive he became, the worse I felt.

But then, tonight happened. I don’t really know what occurred in my psyche, or my gut, heart, or wherever the courage to try again originates. But when we got home from our family meal, I walked in, took off my jacket, grabbed the MacBook, made coffee, and started typing. I only got in about 1,400 words tonight, but it’s a start. I tapped the keg, and the words are flowing again. I can feel that tomorrow, the story is going to grow and grow, and I really don’t even want to go to bed. Except Junior will be dropping Baby off for me to watch, somewhere between 6:00 and 6:30 AM. Holy cats, Batman! That’s early.

So, tonight I rest. And tomorrow I write again. Thanks for hanging with me, Friendly Reader. I like having you at my side. Like a trusty sidekick. Maybe I’ll find a way to fit you into my book. Hmm. How would I do that??

What a Bummer

Posted: November 18, 2013 in Health, Humor, Migraine, Writing
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This post will be short. I have been in high migraine pain all day. When the pain wakes me from deep sleep, I know it’s going to be a long, long day. Probably several days worth of high pain.

I didn’t want to let the day go by without posting at all, but I seem to be unable to look at the screen long enough to write anything you’d enjoy. So, forgive me, but this will have to be a Chronic Migraine day.

I hope today finds you all well.

Like the title of this post? That’s about as poetic as I get. I hate poetry. I know, most of those that read this will be writers also, so I’m running the risk of offending a poet. But, poets – wherefore art thou? I have always loved Shakespeare. I loved Dante, or more specifically, his Divine Comedy, which I know is technically poetry, but the English translations I’ve read don’t feel like it to me. Regular, modern day stuff though? Uh-uh. And what’s that Japanese one we had to do in school? Haiku! Yes, that’s the one. I get a Grumpy Cat face, just thinking about that.



I am happy to announce that I am a newly minted recipient of the Liebster Award, having been nominated by the blog Chronic!, as well as by ladymigraine. I’d like to thank both of them for their support and positive embrace, and encourage you to take a look at their blogs.

Info About the “Liebster Award”

The Liebster Award, or “the favorite blog award”, is an internet-based award that is given to bloggers by other bloggers. In Germany, the word “liebster” has the same meaning as “favorite, beloved, or dearest.” This award is primarily given to blogs that have less than 200 followers. That way, it helps the blogger with being more known to the world as well as giving the blogger the opportunity to learn about more amazing bloggers.

My 10 Questions and Answers from Chronic

1. What is the most challenging thing in your life right now?

Other than dealing with chronic pain, my biggest challenge is probably dealing with my next relocation. It will be the first one since my pain has gone 24/7, and these relocations are extremely stressful. I’m not sure how I’ll deal with that.

2. What made you decide to write your Blog?

I have a lot to say, and I’m very isolated, because my pain requires me to stay indoors most of the time. I thought a blog would be a good way to release my frustrated creativity in a positive way.

3. Do you feel like your Doctor listens to you?

My Primary Care Provider (PCP) is very responsive, and I like her very much. She pulls no punches. But finding a good neurologist in my area hasn’t been easy. I actually tried one that said, “I don’t really believe in medicine. I think it should be a last resort. A migraine should just come on, hurt for a while, and then go away by itself.” I couldn’t believe it. I told him it would be great if that happened, but since my migraines never ever go away, I’ll just keep taking my preventatives, thank you very much.

4. If Time and Money were no object (you have plenty) what would you be doing differently?

I’m fortunate enough that we live comfortably, financially, but time is an issue if I’d like to do anything with my husband. If that were no object, I’d love to travel Europe with him, visiting all the historic churches, museums, etc.

5. Do you believe that Everything Happens for a Reason?

Absolutely. I don’t believe in luck, and I don’t believe in coincidence. Neither do I believe in fate. I believe God has a plan for us, and we can either cooperate with it, or we can make different choices. And then, He will create a new plan.

6. Who is most helpful to you in your current life?

My husband. I know for certain that without him, I’d have given up on life because of this pain a very long time ago. He is my best friend. His strength is unwavering.

7. Who is your favorite author?

Stephen King. I remember finding books in our high school library back in the 80’s, and telling friends, “Hey, if you like Stephen King, you should really check out these Richard Bachman books!” And when it was revealed many years later that they were the same person, I just laughed. I knew it!

8. If you could see anyone (dead or alive) who would you go see right now?

I’m not into celebrity, so no movie stars or athletes, or anyone like that. And I think everyone with a religious faith would say, “God!” But from His point of view, that’s probably the ultimate, “Ain’t nobody got time fo’ dat!” Can you imagine the line? So, I think I’d say nobody. Either I will see the deceased in the afterlife, or I won’t. And I can see the living right now.

9. Do you have a favorite quote? If so, what is it?

“Saying, ‘My country, right or wrong,’ is like saying, “My mother, drunk or sober.'” – GK Chesterton

10. What is the Most Important thing in your life right now?

Wow. This is going to sound pathetic, but I can’t put my finger on an answer to that. This relocation will be a big deal, but I wouldn’t say it’s the most important.


I missed my regular post yesterday. I slept most of the day, because I spent all of the previous night either at the ER, or in hysterics from uncontrollable itching. Itching doesn’t sound like much of an emergency, but combined with swelling, it can be pretty scary.


It’s Halloween night as I write this post, and at midnight, I begin my quest to complete the NaNoWriMo event. I call it a challenge, whether they do or not. I’m afraid. In real life (this blog is not real life to me, though all of my posts are nonfiction), I would say that nobody I know would call me fearful. But this is really scary. I am embarking on a journey I’ve always wanted to take, but have safely avoided for years. There have been so many easy excuses for not making a commitment like this. (more…)

After thinking about it and sleeping on it, I’ve decided to try the National Novel Writing Month challenge. Writing 50,000 words in 30 days sounds awfully challenging, indeed. That comes out to about 1,700 words per day. I’ve been told since I was a child that I talk too much. The whole reason I started this blog was that I was writing ridiculously long posts and comments on Facebook, so I finally realized I required a better, more creative verbal outlet not only for my sanity, but for the sanity of my friends and family. I don’t really have a problem coming up with the words. The real difficulty will be in making all of those words count. Anyone could blather on for a few hundred pages. I’ll need to fill those pages with words that together form a story that someone other than I would want to read, and maybe even enjoy. Sounds easy, though, doesn’t it? (more…)