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Bloggin’ Out

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Hey People!

Sorry the long lag!  It’s been a long week.  I’ve either been at the hospital or at home in bed.  I did get out for a few hours yesterday to go to a festival with a friend and her toddler though.  Don’t worry, I had my MacBook with me as always at the Emergency Room typing away for my upcoming book that I am publishing in a few weeks, “Anxiety Too”.  Nothing keeps me (too) down.  All of you who also have chronic migraine know how we cope!

I did get good news yesterday… I got approved for a Medicaid program that approves my medical expenses for a year!  I am beyond thankful and excited.  Just another step in my road to finalizing all of my disability loose ends.

Aside from working on the book I am hard on the search for an apartment in New York or Brooklyn.  It has been VERY difficult.  It doesn’t matter what city you are looking to rent in, it’s a challenge.  My flight up to see places was pushed back due to medical appointments, so… If you have any leads on roommates or places under $700/month, let me know!

I hope that all of you are having a great end of the weekend.  Back to writing!  FYI, my book is still for sale on Amazon Should I Have Told You That? Six star review, and not just from friends!!!!  Consistent reads on Kindle Unlimited!

Much Love!

P.S.  If you have not check out John Mulaney’s new Netflix special “Kid Gorgeous”!

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Just Making It

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Today is a rough day, I am not going to lie.  I have actually had a rough week.  I usually try to make it to a coffee shop a few times a week to relax and write, but I did not make it once this week.  Most of the week has been spent under my weighted blankets (32 lbs) on  my bed with a migraine, or crying with an anxiety attack, and writing somewhere in-between.  I went to the Emergency Room twice this week due to migraines, and neither time was fun.  I have started getting anxiety attacks about going there because I do know all of the doctors and nurses and I feel horrible that they see me all of the time during my migraine season.  Even though they have all told me that they are glad to see me as a patient in the sense that I am easy because they know what to give me, how to set up the IV for me because they know where to after seeing my arms so many times.  Even after hearing that, knowing that the little airplane next to my name signifying that I am a “frequent flyer” there still makes me uneasy.  I even took my MacBook to the Emergency Room and pounded out a story for my new book before getting meds!  So, I am trying to amp myself up by listening to a Motown mix on Spotify.

On a good front though a little disability news.  I spoke to my Medicaid case worker on Wednesday and got some things cleared up, so it looks like I will be approved for a program that I qualify that basically covers all of my medical premiums and copays, etc.  Yay!

Another positive, I woke up this morning and after taking a shower checked my twitter notifications and saw that a tweet that I sent out three weeks ago about my book was retweeted, and the tweet has been seen over 2K times, and is still growing by the hour!  I spent the day yesterday submitting to agents, and writing.

So far today, my best friend (of almost thirty-years next year) has been adding in memories of things that I forgot about of stories that I started writing.  This really warms my heart because with my first book she stood back during my process of writing and publishing, then waited to read the book with everyone else when it came out.  Now, she is reading stories when I send them along and showing coworkers to prove these things actually happened!

Sorry for a long blog.  I hope everyone is doing well, and that you are all more productive than me today… or as productive as your body lets you be!

Much Love

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Recharge

Hi!

I’m going to be honest, it’s been a rough few days.  I have not been able to communicate with really anyone since Saturday other than errands I had to run to get my disability  things in further order.  Starting Sunday I woke up with a migraine, that eventually led me to the hospital, a day of recovery, then a day of severe depression (with crying in the fetal position) out of nowhere, and finalized by anxiety attacks all night, until ending this morning. So, I decided that I needed to do some self care.  I made some coffee, two English muffins, and forced myself to sit on my couch and watch three hours of late night comedy clips (I LOVE Seth Meyers) and a few sitcoms.  Now, I am recharged, and listening to an eighties mix on Spotify while I prepare to write a few stories for the next book that I hope to put out before Memorial Day weekend.

For a book update, I sold/downloaded more books than expected, and I only hope to get more notice over the holiday weekend.  I got a lot of great reviews, and not just from close friends!  So, overall I am very happy about it.  My stats are even showing there are people picking it up on kindle unlimited consistently now.  My next book is titled “Anxiety Too” and eventually I will slowly reveal why in-between more explanations of my disability acquisition process.  I know my goal was to update this daily, but as you know with the bipolar brain… shit happens, and it’s not when you plan it to.

Anyway, I hope that everyone’s weekend went well!  Fell free to share the good and the bad with me if you want or need to chat!

Much Love.

 

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FREE BOOK DAY

IT’S FINALLY HERE!  I’m so nervous and excited! t’s 6:45am and I’m hoping that I get a lot of downloads today of my book. So far I have 3 and it was just released 3 hours ago! Get it for free ASAP! “Should I Have Told You That?” on Amazon Download my book it’s FREE TODAY ON  It’s 6:45am! Listen to me! Should I Have Told You That?Should_I_have_Told_Y_Cover_for_Kindle

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An Excerpt From “Should I Have Told You That?” FREE THIS WEEKEND ON KINDLE!!!

When I was twenty-seven I was in an elaborate wedding where the maid of honor decided to have a lingerie and bridal shower/brunch for the bridal party the morning of the wedding I was in… at 9am.  Me, and two male friends were the ONLY single people attending the wedding.  We were out until 3:30am.  This takes place the next morning when I was still drunk, then hungover.  Enjoy (and download my book Saturday or Sunday while it’s free.)

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(Hair of the Dog… Mimosa #2)

‘”It was 9:15 am when I finally made it to Jo’s lingerie shower in a bland, eggshell colored room probably used for group events.  I found a basic conference style room chair, metal with thin wool over a cushion, and pulled myself into the circle, gift bag in hand.   Twenty sets of eyes, over the age of fifty-two were staring at me, the only single girl, that smelled of stale cigarettes from the night before, and vodka still coming out from her pores.  ‘Who has a lingerie shower, the day of the wedding at nine am?’ is still my question eleven years later. As the group sent around boxes, and gift bags of silver, and white, I joined in on the ooo’s and ahh’s of basic bras, thongs, and the occasional teddy that women of that era found “racy”. Following my ill prepared arrival, we were migrating to another location for a “brunch” at a nearby spot with French finger foods, mimosas, and Jo’s gifts to her bridesmaids…  cubic zirconia matching earrings and a necklace.

So, there I was, twenty-six-year old, painfully thin ninety-eight pounds, with platinum blonde hair walking around a cobblestoned gardened area with rod iron chairs that twisted and the back for form a heart shape to cradle the back of whoever sat on it, with shabby chic rod iron tables painted white.   Holding a mimosa, and posing for official bridal photos, all I really longed to do was to be around people that seemed real, and my age… I seriously do not know how I was there, awake, and still exceptionally pleasant, other than that I was still young enough to be able to drink a lot and wake up without a headache.  Don’t get me wrong, I was extremely tired, and sat as much as possible, in those rod iron chairs that seemed like the most uncomfortable chairs, only beating out metal foldout chairs usually found in rec rooms, or elementary school gyms reserved for PTA meetings.

After the reserved amount of time had passed, I shared a ride with someone, and then quickly darted back to my room where I left not only a bed, but a twenty-five-year-old man who would probably be curious of why I was not there, and I no note or text was left for him, just clothes trailing from the bathroom into the main room.  I walked into the still dark hotel room, with the curtains still closed, but some rays of sunlight were peeking through two, one-inch slits showing enough light for me to see when I walked in. I heard sheets moving, and then I looked down and turned towards me was Jacob.  I sat on the side of the bed, thankful for something soft to sit on, while he looked up at me trying to piece together the night before, and why I was sitting there now in a dress, with a look, and vibe of defeat, and it wasn’t even noon yet.  His dark brown hair was ruffled, overnight scruff was shadowing his face, and his blue eyes were slowly widening.  Wearing a white tee shirt, and rubbing his face, in a soft voice, a combination of confusion and worry, he asked me where I went.  It was a sweet moment, that I still laugh about because it was one of the most genuine moments of my life.  A point where your brain just says what it wants without all the planning of how to say something to be polite, just an honest reaction that you rarely get from anyone in life. Then in a hoarse voice he squinted at me since he did not have his contacts in his eyes, “Where have you been?”’