Down, Not Out

On Tuesday morning I will be having surgery on my left eye to place some gold-plated tumor markers around a malignant melanoma that has been hiding in there in the back for who-knows-how-long, for follow-up radiation in a month or so.

Even though I've written about this in other places, and to other people, it feels both scary and unreal. I broke my ankle in February, and that surgery did not frighten me at all. Of course, I only had a few hours to think about it, not a month or so. But still--it feels very "this is not happening to me."

At any rate. I'll probably lose vision in that eye while it's recovering, I think I will go with the eye patch all the time until it's feeling better, particularly with the work I do as an editor, and it will look kinda' cool IMO. Now that Marie Colvin is gone, I guess I can pick up the eye-patch slack for a while. *smile*

So I'm not exactly sure how much work I'll be getting done. I know how much work I need to be getting done, but to estimate how much will actually get done is still an unknown.

If you have a project you'd like me to work with you on, please bear with me and try to be patient while I figure this all out. I would like to say that August is wide open, but we'll see.

And if you're feeling philanthropic, I could still use some help paying the COBRA bills for July and August. Click here to read more.

Thank you for stopping by.



And that's the bastard, there. ^

What's Up?

Not a helluva lot. I like to blog here about work and school, and since I'm not doing either, well, there's nothing going on. I am working on a friend's book that I started last October and procrastinated on so much that I rarely worked on it. It's just so, so very awful. The mechanics is the problem. This writer thinks that quotation marks should be used like this:

John, will you drive me to the store? "asked Jane."

No, I am not kidding.

This person also likes to underline, capitalize, or put in quotations, lots and lots of things. Like Human. Human is not a proper noun, title, or name. No capital.

E-formatting does not tolerate underlining and it has to be removed and changed to italics.

Homophones: do when due was needed, not to mention all the they're/their/there problems.

So it's time consuming and requires a lot of keyboard work. Usually when I edit, I don't use the keyboard that much. Not in this case. So it's slow going.

And finally, the story itself, although it has good bones, needs to be fleshed out into something resembling a narrative.

*sigh*

He already paid for this work, so no fresh money will be coming in.

My monthly check for $200-, and of which I have not received payment for May (Yes, today is June 7), and according to my briend won't be here until late next week. Good thing I was able to pay a couple of my bills with my husband's money, or I'd be fucked.

And finally, I have a new health crisis. A really gnarly one requiring specialists and multiple trips out of town. Hell, out of state. I'm having an MRI on Monday, out of state, and on Tuesday, my husband has a job interview about 100 miles away at a sweet little town that I would LOVE to live in. I hope he gets it, but the odds are not in his favor. All I can do is cross my fingers and hope. Either way, we're acting like it's a little vacay.

Supposedly there are two projects upcoming on the horizon, but other than that, I have no definitive information on who, what, or when. Where, will be here and perhaps one day at my briend's place.

Still looking for something else, but really, until I know where we're going to land in the fall, it's hard to look.

Back at it.