I Was in a Car Accident
I was in a car accident. I was pretty badly injured, certainly the most I've ever been hurt physically. Other people were, too. Something like that makes you think about your life and its purpose. I've always defined that in terms of my family and my writing. I've got to say, I'm not feeling great about either of those right now. One of the things the accident did was show me how much my family and friends love and value me, but it also made me feel very unworthy of that valuation.
I'm just lying in bed all day watching YouTube videos, contributing nothing to no one. I guess you could say I'm contributing to the altruistic feeling people get from doing things for me. That sounds weird, but for the last three years, I've lived in a very affluent community and this accident has really shown me how much people want to have opportunities to help other people. It's partly feeling unable to be helpful which is making me blue.
I was able to finish listening to the text-to-speech of Goblin Winter, make a few corrections, and put it up. So now the three "Gobbled" ebooks are up and as good as I can make them for the time being. The next step is to get the paperback versions formatted, but my laptop doesn't work because the cord disappeared and I'm in no condition to look for it. I wasn't really mobile enough to misplace it either so it's a bit of a head-scratcher as to what happened to it. There's a book that I've been messing around with / working on for a long time and really care about call A Singular Second. It's a short, odd story with the initials ASS so probably no one else will understand my "valuation" of it ;-). Anyway, I sent another piece of it to my critique group yesterday and need to read what they've written and shared with me and get back to them today.
SO, I am making some forward progress on my writing goals and on my recovery, too. I guess I just needed to take a few minutes to wallow. Thank you for listening to me whine.