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Why do I blog?

One of the great things about blogging is that you can use it to keep track of progress on your goals. In doing so, you may inspire others.

I hope my posts aren't full of nonsense and blathering. I hope when people read about my journey as a writer and a human that something strikes a chord with them. Maybe they'll be inspired to edit that manuscript that's collecting dust and go on to inspire others. Maybe they'll find the courage to keep fighting their demons.

We all have challenges.

I had a CT scan on Monday. Boy does iodine feel weird when they inject it. She told me I would feel like I was peeing myself. I decided to use the washroom beforehand to ensure I wouldn't actually pee myself despite her assurance that no one had ever actually done so. The warm feeling was interesting. I felt blanketed in warmth from the inside. It began in my tummy and radiated outward. Weird. I didn't feel like I had to pee or like I had a metal taste in my mouth, just that everything was very warm. Then I needed a moment after the test was done to calm down. I find it odd they need to put an i.v. in to inject the iodine. I also find a lot of medical tests weird in general. It felt like I was in "fight" mode. Is it really best to test someone while in fight/flight mode?

I have some book news! I've hired a cover designer and I'm super excited about it!!!

I'm puttering with a short horror piece. The working title is Northern Horror.

I want to thank everyone who follows my blog and twitter feed. Hopefully you'll have some of my books to read soon.

Ciao,
R~

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