Ok! So! I have this computer nagging me to write something for my blog.
It sends statistics and messages to Facebook to let me know just how little I’m feeding this monster.
Unfortunately, it lets everyone else know this fact too.
I ask you, oh blog! Don’t you understand the nature of writing?
I require stimulus and ideas. Currently, there are none as Covid has taken over all the thoughts and movements of our community.
I personally have been on lockdown far longer than most. Being sick creates it’s own lockdown and recuperating from major surgery creates another.
To be honest Covid has hardly impacted on my life because of these issues.
Ok WORDPRESS! What have I done over the last five or so months?
Well, I’ve discovered that I am eternally grateful to the medical profession and technology for enabling me to walk ( actually- run) after months of creeping paralysis and numbness. I no longer feel like the female version of Igor, dragging my useless limbs around ( when I had the energy) and drooling – actually no I didn’t drool- I only drool when watching Gerard Butler. Though I had to go through the pain of a neck fusion I’m feeling fabulous and even covid doesn’t scare me. There is another point, I’ve graduated from the family of Igor to the family of ( according to my hubby) Munster – just call me Hermione, this is a branch of the Frankensteins. I’m sure you’ve heard of them.
Next, I’m actually finishing ( well sort of) my novel, which I’m self-publishing soon? This is a continuing saga for me. But there is an end in sight.
I’ve discovered that I like jewellery. Mainly bling/costume jewellery. As a result, I’m taking apart and remaking a bunch of presents for family and friends.
I feel so sorry for them. As I have enough beads and stuff to take me through to the third millennium.
I might even have enough to recycle into a bling coffin. I rather like that idea. Oh Come on!!!!! You can’t tell me that thinking about the end of your days doesn’t happen when your trapped in the house with a mad bastard for a husband 😱 and three feral ( well they are at feed times ) cats.
Ok. WordPress. That’s it for now.
KJS Writing 