1,500 words of fire
January 10th 2008 03:26 pm
I don’t usually write for 5.5 hours, but I did today. My goal is 1,500 words per day, and I can usually reach that within four hours, but I couldn’t find my way this morning. I was determined to meet my goal though. I’ll be damned if Mike Huckabee gets another marble!
As I wrap up the end of Adrienne’s third round of chemo in my memoir, I relive it and I discover things I didn’t know about myself and about her. That third round was the worst. I can only compare it to the California wildfires. Adrienne had so many things happening in her body at once—so many fires if you will—that the doctors didn’t know which ones to put out first, how the “fires” started, or how to put them out. The more medicine they pumped into Adrienne’s body, the worse she felt, and I couldn’t make her better.
Tomorrow I start Day 73, which means I’m halfway done with this monster, I mean, memoir. I’ve written 82,385 words so far (yes, I’m that anal); many more to go.
AWW — XoXo
