Another piece of the puzzle

I was talking to Dad and learned one of the cousins his age had depression so badly that he was hospitalized for two years and then lived with my grandmother for nearly another year before going back to his wife and children. My grandmother and Dad's brother are also depressive. It's probably one of the first time I've talked to Dad about my depression. It seems like it's more through my family than I knew.

And for those who don't read jana_denardo I'll repeat something here. If you're wondering why I don't talk more politics here, it has to do with my mental health. Normal politics make me anxious, depressed and suicidal. You can only imagine with the orange fat ass makes me feel.

I'm trying to decide what to do with Cassadaga Nights. I'm going to revamp the end again. I know this. I could send it back out there as a novella or try it as a long short story (it fits the word count) in an open call. I'd make more as a novella but on the other hand as the anthology piece it would get me a toe into a new publisher. Hmmm.


So I started rereading the beginning of Blood Red again, changing just a bit more and that's when I noticed I have read this WAY too many times. On my last pass through I missed a huge chunk of something I should have changed but somehow failed to see (and it's two pages long so take that for what it is).


My toe still hurts. Sigh.

I do have a few things to look forward to. If the weather holds I'm going out to play trivia tomorrow in Gallipolis and then I've been invited to an Imbolc ritual this weekend. How is it already Februrary (well in two days but you know what I mean)

I said it before, I'll say it again. This is just stupid. Having a break for the holidays is normal. Coming back for three weeks and then having your shows disappear until April or May isn't. Wonders what Fox thinks it's putting on Monday nights. Something I probably won't watch just because I'm annoyed.