I am late with this update, but there is a reason.
I suffer from several mental issues, including anxiety, depression, and ADHD. I take medication to help me deal with life in spite of my wacky brain chemistry. Most of the time, they work. Occasionally, they seem to take a vacation.
But they can't help me if I forget to take them.
I somehow skipped my meds on Wednesday. I didn't realize it until Thursday, when I looked at my pillbox and saw Wednesday's meds glaring at me. But it explained a lot.
The past two or three days taught me I really do need these pills, as much as I don't like admitting it. I managed to keep up my writing streak by sheer determination. I wound up taking Thursday morning off from everything, despite the fact I had a lot to do. I am still behind in some stuff.
I'm starting to feel better. I think. I'm hoping tomorrow will find me more on an even keel. We'll see.
But the news around here isn't all bad. My short story "Black Deeds on a Black Friday" starts off a lovely anthology for the holidays called Crooked Little Christmas. Here's a picture of the cover bvelow:
You can check it out on Amazon here.
Also, Laura's Look One Hundred, my latest column collection, is available as an ebook on Amazon (other markets to come):
That's it for now. Hope November is good to you.