Dear friends, I feel the need to apologize. It’s been 7 months since my last Slice. I’m sorry for that.
Things have been so emotionally and physically difficult here that I haven’t been able to make myself continue to write this nonfiction journey. Which was scary, because I’ve only had one truly bad emotional writing block in my life and during that time, my fiction characters didn’t talk to me for 5 years. Can you imagine, not writing for years when that was all you’d ever known? When your right brain had never gone quiet for a second of your life?
Things still aren’t ideal for me yet. But it’s good to feel my laptop keys under my fingertips again. Feels natural, and right.
I will finish this.
See you next month. Thanks for waiting for me. π
β Slice 9: Living with Vascular Dementia when you don’t have it.
Manuscript. Head. Drawer. 