Londo summed it up nicely . . .

My shoes are too tight, but it doesn't matter, because I have forgotten have to dance.

Well, it was actually him quoting his father.

That's how I felt much of yesterday.

I don't like to talk too much about medical matters, but suffice it to say that just because drugs come right together alphabetically, doesn't mean they do the same thing. In fact, the wrong one can does things like making it look as though you had a stroke or something. To the point that they wheel you out of your classroom. This was not a fun adventure.

OK, that's too much right there.

I AM FINE!

And I am grateful to the people who have been thinking about me.

They ran every test they could to make sure it was *not* a stroke. And, yes, there is going to be an MRI scene in "The Baseball Novel."

I am home, thanks to evilnicola and goldsquare.

Thanks for the prayers and good thoughts,

Liam

NanoWriMo: Day Four: Trying to jumpstart

I went back to look at TBN (The Baseball Novel), but as I re-read it, I realiezed that in my writing frenzy of Wednesday night, I had made a structural error. I have some immediate rewrite to do or it will not work.

I am too tired to hack at it tonight, but I plan on getting serious writing dome tomorrow.