In Loving Memory

I have only written 1000 words or so in the last few days. Unfortunately, it's all the product of one lucky day when my daughter was cooperating to sleep long enough for that to happen. *sigh* But, it's something. Much better than the nothing I've been producing for a while. But that's not entirely because of laziness or my daughter. My mom passed away recently. I got a phone call one night that my mom didn't have more than a week, if that, left to live, so I flew down, and I got a few days to spend with her before she passed away. She had been battling breast cancer for three and half years.

I just returned recently, and I'm trying to get back into writing while also battling a nasty, lingering infection. Writing is very healing for me, so I think if I concentrate on my writing a little bit each day, it will help. It'll give me something else to focus on and think about until it isn't all so fresh for me.

I also want to write so I can finish Anemone's Song and get it published for my mom. It's to my everlasting regret that she never got to read anything of mine before she died. My own fault. Always too insecure and shy to share it with her. Don't make the same mistake I did, people. You don't always have the time you think you will to share things with people, even your writing.

Rest in peace, mommy. I love you. And I will finish my book and get it published. For you.