So somehow I’ve managed to get myself sick again. Too much travel, not enough sleep, overexposure to public transportation, and bam I’m back to sick.
Not so sick that I’m confined to bed. More of a half work day / half resting in bed day watching Netflix and CW app.
It started with a severe headache last weekend, laryngitis set in on Monday and by Wednesday I was, snoughing, sneeze-coughing.
In all my 38 years, I’ve never done this before. It’s where you sneeze, but you don’t just expel mucus from your nose, but unintentionally from your throat too. Somehow the sneeze does double duty and is as productive as a cough without the work.
It’s got to be one of the most unexpectedly gross things I’ve done. So I sneeze, cover my nose and then realize a giant mucus ball came out of my mouth and is now on my papers.
There’s that moment where I’m just puzzled. Like where the heck did it come from. And I realize I’m snoughing. That’s quickly replaced by ew, I am so not cleaning that up. Then I’m like well someone has to and it is my mucus ball. I’ve never had such an easy time expectorating. But yuck.
Have you ever snoughed?
In work related news, my editor sent me the notes on Six Train’s sequel. This is the hardest part. Changing my perception to see it as she sees it. And I’m doing it with a blucky respiratory situation.
Still, I’m seeing her points and I’m also at the point where I think I should have never written this sequel. It’s a cluster****. I’m not sure I can fix it.
This is normal. It’s part of my writing process. But this time I really think I may not be able to do it. (BTW, I think this every time, but it still doesn’t take the horror of the uncertainty away.) I did work on Chapter 1 Sunday and I think I got what needed to be done there. Just 81 more chapters to go!
Stay tuned for more updates.
In other news, my publisher is running a 99cent sale on TGWIG’s kindle until 1/29/16. If you want to pick up the kindle, now’s the time to do it!