Life Keeps Lifing

Here I am again, after another long absence. I'm not good at blogging, it turns. out. I tried journaling as a kid, and I was never good at that, either. I suspect I have ADHD, and the more I dig into self-diagnosis, the more things keep lining up. But at 53, I'm going to keep living my life and doing what I do, rather than getting bogged down in diagnoses.

Last week I had top surgery! It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. It's interesting to me just what can be done as outpatient surgery these days. The pain wasn't fun but it wasn't awful, either. This was surgery number 22 for me. Compared to having the battery replaced in my spinal cord stimulator, this was worse. Compared to brain surgery, this was nothing. I'm walking around feeling like I got punched in the chest a bunch of times and my skin feels tight.

But my chest is flat! Which is so wonderful and I'm really happy every time I look at myself. It gives me even more insight into my own characters. Before, when I knew what I was and I was stuck just wanting to change, I was miserable. Now I can feel the joy of Malacar as he shares his journey with Boehlkea. More on that in book three, which isn't out yet!

I'm hoping to complete the cryptid horror novel in the next few weeks and have the edits completed on it so it can go to beta readers. I'm excited to have that one out in the world. Especially here in Portland, since it's set in the city, and because Bigfoot is such a part of life in the PNW. Then it's on to finishing book three in the Talent trilogy! Life is full and I'm busy writing, reading, and yes, dating. But some things I have to keep to myself....