Breather

Took a breather away from writing for a couple of days and felt guilty each day I wasn’t writing.  Last night a big inspiration hit and I wrote for several hours.  Expressing the joy of it, of the flow of words, is impossible today – it was likewise impossible last night, and I was too busy writing.

Oh, how I want to share this scene, a dream, the bad guy has!  I think it shows just how crazy the guy is, or is going to be.  Writing a psychosis so people can see just how the person is changing from sane to insane is . . . difficult, challenging.  I am loving every single second of it, but, I have to admit, he has scared me a couple of times.  Sleeper is a bad, bad man, and he makes me sad.

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About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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