Good News from the Doctor!
Now that I have the official news from the doctor, I can mention it in this blog. First, some background. In April, I learned from my gynecologist that they found cancer in my uterus. :-O In May, I had a hysterectomy. (That's why I wasn't posting much in May.) Near the end of May, I returned to the surgeon's office for a follow-up visit, and he told me that the cancer had not spread. That on top of that, I wouldn't even need radiation or chemotherapy.
I should give some credit to the healing power of working on Gorok and Wulf edits and the Moonstone story. And especially, the healing power of listening to my Russell Oberlin CDs over and over (and over) again, with of course Glenn Gould thrown in there for good measure. I refuse to believe, however, that watching "Passions" was a part of the healing process. ;-)
I'm getting stronger every day. I have even managed to work from home, go to used bookstores, etc. My first outings taught me not to take my endurance for granted. I went to the little Hanover Mall on my first trip out, and slept on and off most of the afternoon because I was so tired.
Yet Another Bloody Story
I did something strange this week. I wrote an actual short
story. I mean, it truly is under 10,000 words. On top of that, even Dad
should be able to read it without being shocked or horrified by how the characters, uhm, entertain themselves. ;-)
This one was inspired by a weird dream I had a couple of weeks ago, while recovering. I kept CourtTV's "Forensics Files" while sleeping. Then, I dreamt that I was watching one of those shows and learned that a famous classical musician was a suspect in a murder, although for some reason, he could never be brought to justice. Of course, the story bears no relationship to the dream -- in part because I can't remember most of the details, except being horribly disappointed in the musician but deciding I would listen to the music anyway and simply have to separate the person from the music. (That could be a theme for another story all on its own.) The musician in the story also bears no resemblance to the one in the dream, because I don't wanna get sued. :-P
The first draft for this story is done, but it does have to get sued. Only two people have read it so far (Mum and Kate), and both were annoyed because the ending was too open. I know they're right because when I was finishing it, I simply wasn't sure how to end it. :-\ But I'll think of something, believe me.
I hope to write sequels, too. :-D