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I live! Sort of... The medication I need to be on to keep my lungs clear has an interaction with my IBS and *hand waves* I've got brain fog like I've got uncontrolled IBS for now. It took me a while to even realize that's what was going on and it's happened before, so that's how unorganized my brain is. I am trying to get shit done anyway.
Because the universe hates me, this week is the event at Bold Coffee for indie authors to network and also chat with publishers. Unless I magically get much better, I can't go. Either I will have brain fog from hell or I'll have lung congestion. Those are my choices. Also, this month I, uh, haven't exactly met my writing goals. I fucking hate this.
I am going to be getting caught up here in a very uneven way, sorry for that.
Because the universe hates me, this week is the event at Bold Coffee for indie authors to network and also chat with publishers. Unless I magically get much better, I can't go. Either I will have brain fog from hell or I'll have lung congestion. Those are my choices. Also, this month I, uh, haven't exactly met my writing goals. I fucking hate this.
I am going to be getting caught up here in a very uneven way, sorry for that.
