Thursday? Already?

Jeanette is speaking, occasionally, and lucid most of the time. She has lost feeling and movement in the extremities on her right side. She is alive. It looks as though she will survive. A whole new set of questions now presents itself.

This is the first Thursday in a long time that I haven't published some fiction. That I haven't regaled you with an episode of 'The Kid'. I am working on the new story. I am kind of stuck, at the moment, because the story is growing in my head faster than I can get it down and there's a confusion, in my mind at the moment, as to which tack I should take in the story. So I'm just going to sit back andlet it play itself out in my head, and once I see the direction, clearly, I'll start knocking it out, again. This story is going to be huge. As in several hundred thousand words huge. A book. Presentation here is going to be a problem. I'm 2500 words into the 1st chapter and I haven't even finished the first scene yet. Of course, the beginning of the book has to set up a lot of the rest of the book, so there's a lot of dressing to go with the meat of the story. And that dressing has to be consistent through the whole story, so it needs to be carefully thought out.

And yes, it is fun.

Things promise to be a bit hectic around here for a while. You'll have to forgive me should I not get around to eveybody's blogs over the next few days - or should I not have the time to stop and comment when I do breeze through. I am so humbled by the thoughts expressed here, yesterday. I can't tell you how much your thoughts and prayers mean to Annie and me. Thank you all, so much.

And once again - Yes, I'm going to get all oogey and say it again (Yes, it's a word I just made up) - I want to say, I love you all. Each and every one.

Peace.