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Updates all around

Here, a selfie apology. (Ignore my hair. It’s a mess.)

Alright, so I know things have been quiet here, but it’s been a bit of a bumpy ride this past month/two months.

First, I had a tooth that decided to go abscess. For those of you who don’t know what that’s like – it sucks. And the pain makes it damn near impossible to sleep. I’m used to going without sleep, insomnia has been a lifelong friend, but combined with the pain…ugh. To make it even better, that was the week when a big paper for class was due. I ended up having to text my professor, letting her know that it was going to be late, and why. Fortunately, I had a very understanding teacher, and she gave me an extension, but I hated to do that.

Then: the company my roommates (and I, by extension) work for had an issue with the fire alarm/sprinkler system, so we were all on fire watch for almost two weeks. Basically, every hour, one of us had to do a round on the property to make sure nothing was on fire. Every. Hour. On top of working – and in my case – schooling.

Add in the end of the school year, both kids being home, finals week, the author interview from the other day, and various other issues that have popped up…it’s just been a nightmare. (Still trying to figure out what I’m going to do with my Mondays now that “Lucifer” is gone until next year…)

Not saying there hasn’t been good to go with the bad…I’m finally figuring out Instagram, I’ve rediscovered my love for VIXX (seriously, I’ve turned into a complete teenager over these boys. It’s a bit ridiculous),  and I started work on the proper sequel to Say “No!” to Zombies. 

Ladies and gentlemen, and everything in between or out, I would like to introduce you to Book 2 of “The Survivors Chronicles” (name may change): “Don’t Feed The Trolls.”

I even made you something…um…pretty? Ha. Enjoy. And scroll down for a very short preview. As always, when it comes to Shelly, there is a warning for language.

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#PhotoStoryChallenge – An Unsigned Note

Consider this as a side piece from the “Say ‘No!’ to Zombies” world. I’m still working on the sequel. It’ll be coming soon, I promise!

 

Dear whoever finds this,

See the giant “HOPE” carved into the wall? And the directions underneath? Get something to write them down on/with. There’s a bunch of pens and pencils in the desk underneath the clock. There should be a pad of post-its, too. Those should work. If they’re all gone, improvise. That “Hope” place might be the last safe haven from the monsters we share our world with now. I dunno about you, but I’m willing to risk the journey, if it means not being dinner for those things.

Plus, the lady, I forget her name, but anyway, she fixed up Tobe’s hand. He cut the hell out it trying to get the door to this place open, and she stitched it up and gave us all tetanus shots. Said we couldn’t be too careful, and there’s too much that can go wrong from one day to another. They can’t give us a vaccine against the virus, but they can help make sure we don’t die over stupid stuff that can be prevented.

Crap, I got off track…okay, back up, the point is, the lady had a bunch of medical supplies. I saw them. Food, too. Not the stale crap we’ve been living off of for the past couple months, either. Fresh cheese. Beef jerky – not store bought. They said there’s more food and supplies back at base. There’s even a hospital. All we have to do when (if) we get there is be willing to work. At this point, it’s worth a shot, you know? They left this morning. We’ve sat and talked about it most of the day. We leave at dawn.

Wish us luck, whoever finds this. And if do decide to follow our footsteps, remember to keep a careful eye out. Look sharp – stay safe.

The death of a story.

No author likes admitting that it’s time to give a story a merciful death. It feels like we have failed the characters and the readers, both. But it happens sometimes, and now is one of those times. 

As much as I hate to say it, “Blood Runs Black” isn’t right. Or maybe it’s just the characters that aren’t right, I’m not sure at this point, and that’s a problem. I’ve tried to work around this, thinking, “oh, maybe it’ll just be a novella. I’ll get Alex to ****, and then we’ll move on.” But that’s not working either. I don’t feel Alex’s voice in this, and skipping to another character in the story just feels like a cop out.

So, for now, I must say goodbye to Alex and “Blood Runs Black.” This doesn’t mean I won’t return to it, mind you, so it’s not really the death of a story, I guess. More like cryogenic storage.

In the meantime, I have some (kinda) good news. Just because I am putting away Alex’s story, doesn’t mean I am putting aside the zombie tale completely. Instead, I will be moving forward with Shelly’s side of the story. This part of the work will be picking up after Alex’s tale, and it’s going to take some planning, so bear with me awhile. I’ll keep you updated as I know more about what I’m doing with this series.

And who knows? Maybe I’ll finally hear Alex’s real voice along the way. The only promise I can give is that I will try.

Hurry up and wait…

Just a quick note about Say “No!” to Zombies.

I know some of you have probably noticed that SNtZ has not been updated yet this week. I’m working on it, I swear. The problem is that it takes time to write each chapter and one thing after another has been piling up, so I am a little behind on writing. The new chapter will be up as soon as it is done.

Also, any and all feedback on the works you find on this blog are welcome. More than welcome. The majority of what I post is unbeta-ed, so I’m sure there are plenty of mistakes. Be a pal and point them out, yes? 😉

Las Vegas.

 

I made it!

Sorry for the lateness, everyone, but I. Am. Back!

So, went in for surgery on Wednesday morning. Got there at 8:30am like they told me to, and then I ended up waiting almost two hours before they even took me into the back. If I had known I’d be waiting that long, I would’ve brought a book or something, but ugh. Anyway. Got to my prep/recovery room, and they came in with the IV.

Yeah, I noped the fuck out again. I warned them, the doctor warned them, and the head anesthesiologist even had a note in there to sedate me first, but noooo. They didn’t want to do that. They ended up calling the doctor who would be overseeing my anesthesia, and he came in to talk to me. He said as long as I signed the paper saying that I understood that there was a higher risk with gas induction,  they would do it my way. I had my hands out for the paper before he even finished talking. Obviously he couldn’t just let me grab and sign, he was a good doctor, but dammit I tried.

Anyway, apparently part of why they prefer starting the IV first is because some people freak out when they get to the OR. They see all the tools and stuff and get scared. I told them “I’m a writer, and this is -hopefully- the only time I will be in an operating room. I’m not going to freak out. If anything, you’re going to have to gas me just to get me to stop asking questions.”

They got a good laugh out of that, and then they wheeled me in. I tried to get them to speed up, but the one guy said he was too old to be running through the hospital, dammit.

Then it was go time. I just want to say this: I LOVED my anesthesiologists. I had asked them to wait until I was completely out before they started the IV. When they started the gas, I saw him step forward, and I put my hand up and said “Not yet.” around the mask thing.

Guys, he listened.

I was expecting to have to fight with them the whole time, but they worked with me. Seriously, if you ever find yourself having surgery at John Peter Smith in Fort Worth, Texas, and you’re nervous: ask for Dr. Davenport and Nurse Gwen. I don’t know if they only work with the eye surgeons or what, but they are amazing.

Obviously I don’t remember the surgery. I woke up because someone was telling me “time to wake up!” I do distinctly remember telling them “no.” They tried again, and I told them, again: “NO!” Then I started asking for Kristy (roommate/adopted sister). She came in, and got to witness me almost deck one of my doctors (in my defense: the doctor was prying open the eye they had just operated on, I mean…c’mon!). I got distracted from swinging at the doctor though, because when she pried open the eye, I realized I could see.

One of the risks of the surgery was the loss of vision, so I was distracted enough for her to finish torturing examining me.

I made one of the nurses nervous, supposedly. I told them I wanted the lump they removed. I believe my exact words were “I want to put it in a jar in my room and name it ‘Fred’.” The nurse tried telling Kristy “Oh, that’s just the drugs talking.” But Kristy corrected her. “No, this is normal. If it were the drugs, she would’ve came up with a more creative name.” Kristy said the nurse gave her a weird look and left very soon afterwards. (On a side note, I meant to name it “George” like in the old cartoons. “I will hug it and squeeze it and love it all to pieces!” but “Squishy” was also in my list of names.)

Getting home from surgery was the worst part. Both of my eyes were swollen shut, so I couldn’t see anything. Plus, anytime I stood up, I was nauseous. So there was a lot of laying down going on there. My mom arrived around 7pm that night, and I’m not even going to lie, I cried like a baby. I really really did not like being blind.

My “bad” eye (the one I’m mostly blind in) finally opened really late that night/early the next morning, so that helped. My niece was amazing while I was recovering though. She brought me drinks, helped bring me food. Took care of our cat, and the dog. Just…all of it. She was very helpful, and I am very proud of her.

My other eye didn’t open for about three or four days, so my “bad eye” was pulling some major double duty. I ended up with headaches from eye strain and too much light. The doctors only prescribed Tylenol 3, one pill every four hours, but it was just not cutting it, so I called a nurse and asked if I could take two instead. She was worried I would run out too soon (and I did), but ugh. It was worth it. By the time I did run out, it was time to go back and have the stitches removed.

The only thing I will say about the stitches is that it SUCKED. It felt like she was cutting ME instead of the wires/threads.

Now, about the tumor:

I FINALLY found the name of it. It was a pleomorphic adenoma of the lacrimal gland. It can be dangerous, but usually only if 1. The whole thing is not removed, and 2. If the capsule around it breaks. Both of those can lead to the tumor becoming malignant and very aggressive. Dr. Itani was able to fully remove the tumor, and it was in one piece (no breakage of the capsule). So as far as we are aware of at this moment: the tumor was benign.

I still have to be monitored for regrowth, because that is where the real danger begins, but other than that, I am safe and in the clear. My next appointment isn’t until August.

Both of my eyes are open now (my left eye is still a little swollen and bruised, but it’s open), and I am celebrating. Wednesday is my niece’s birthday, so we’re going to go watch Wonder Woman, and tomorrow…tomorrow, I update Zombies!

…and do a crap load of homework. *sigh*

No zombie update today.

So, there isn’t update on zombies today, but that’s because I have a different kind of update instead.

SURGERY!

Called the hospital today to make sure the surgery would still be happening on Wednesday. It took a while for her to get back to me, but YES. Finally. I find out what time they’ll be doing it tomorrow sometime between 3-6 PM.

Now, this also means that there will probably not be an update for S’N’TZ on this coming Monday either. It will depend on if my eye is still all swollen shut and everything.

Fingers crossed for me guys.  First time ever having surgery, not quite sure what to expect.

Update on…well, everything?

Okay, so if you’ve been keeping up, you know that I was scheduled for surgery on May 17th, but I was sick, so it got pushed back to June 7th. I was still sick on June 1st, so I called the doctor, and they pushed it back some more, and set me up with a doctor’s appointment to find out why I’m still sick.

I ended up going to Urgent Care instead, and hey guess what? Bronchitis. And pink eye, somehow (still trying to figure out how that happened…) So I am on a shitload of medicine to get rid of it, and hopefully, I will be fully recovered in time for surgery on June 21st.

Oh yeah, and the kids being sick? Well, it spread to the parents, so now we have a household of sick people. And it’s all bronchitis. Yay for us! Ugh.

In other news, I bought a bunch of random stuff that made me happy, and I am so far behind on homework it’s sad. June is being a royal pain in the ass, people. It needs to get its shit together, and soon.

Also, sorry about “Say ‘No’ to Zombies,” but it will be updated on Monday!

A series of disappointments…

It’s been a shitty week.

First, my surgery was pushed back two weeks because of this damn cold I managed to pick up somewhere.

Then, my mom was supposed to come visit, but that fell through. She’s still planning on visiting, but I don’t know when that’s going to happen.

Then the kids both ended up sick, and some news we were expecting never came in. So we’re still waiting on that. I messed up an assignment because of the rigamaroll that was going on with mom’s travel plans, and just. Ugh. It’s been a mess.

Pretty much the only good thing so far was going to see Guardians of the Galaxy 2, and even that was a bit blah, because really, Marvel? REALLY?! That was a dick move.

Oh yeah, and The Sims: Parenthood. But overall, this week is blah. And I am so done with it. Three weeks of coughing, people. It’s been THREE weeks!

The surgery was postponed til June 7th, but since I am still coughing, I’m not sure what they’re going to do. This is driving me insane. I want it done and over with, dammit!

Ugh, oh yeah, AND I forgot to update “Say ‘No’ to Zombies.” Sorry about that guys. I might update on Saturday, and then on Monday. We’ll have to see. I’m trying to make sure I stay a couple chapters ahead, but I’ve been so busy with school and work and games, I think I might be a little behind.

Oops?

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