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Posted both In depth Character development tools I use so often. Am kind of worried that I will get into trouible since they are so long.

Really wish the real world would take a flying leap off a really tall cliff some days.

Revisions on the DBZ stories I did years ago are going well.Once my pal gets his new site finished, he'll be placing them back in their new home if I can get them repaired in time.

Sad to say I exploded at one of the freaked out gang a couple days ago. Time to hide form the friends and family because I cannot handle 30+ people losing their minds at the same time without let up. Gods but this stress has been miserable.

Seems this is a year for a lot of losses. Every time I get past someone I know, and respect deeply dying, someone else joins the growing list. This has been one hell of a year for death sdo far.

Seems this last unexpected hardcore relapse is truly over. I am so glad to be back for real this time. I even managed to get a few pages of long ignored chapters written in this last week. I can only do so when my brain is fully functioning along with my right hand. So relieved that I am back to normal once more.

Since I have been so ill everyone descended for Halloween bearing food to make my holiday brighter. I was struggling so much because of being sick only to have the pot luck gang save the traditional get together for everyone. I did get a few things made, but the kids and my friends decorated and made everything turn out beautifully while telling me to relax. rest and enjoy the goodies they brought.

Slow but steady goes the progress on Chap 17. I'm still having fits and starts because of obsessing on the material I yanked from the original that stymied me. I never could give up gracefully in anything so the stubborn idea persistence is not surprising.

So, I get to feeling better and get hit broadside with a cannon ball named first seasonal inner ear/sinus infection with a damned chest cold. Head desk. I just can't win!

Some days a plethora of people seem hell bent upon roaming the planet simply to cause trouble for the rest of us.

Some weeks I wonder why people are so blind that they cannot see the foolishness of their delusional states of being.

Son's better and back at work. Still a mass of chaos from all directions and my health has gone to hell again. Need to get in to see a doctor and cannot afford it as per normal. Have to choose between meds and food which is not helping matters. Face palm. I give up.

Spent from 5:30 AM trapped in the E.R. with my very sick neighbor. Yea Gods why does it have to take so freaking long for doctors to help an elder who can't fucking breathe? Finally home, and in dire need of a stiff drink.

Spent most of the day uploading Alternate Tracks chapters to my Deviant Art Writing folder.

Starting today, I am back to writing on Novels 4, and prequel again. I hated the 2 month hiatus from writing to move/partially revise my completed Initial D novels.

Still haven't gotten everything back on track or had a chance to write in several days. THis stinks.

Thanks everyone who has been sending me positive feel better notes. I'm trying to get past this messy health problem as fast as I am able. I

Thanks everyone. I really appreciate the patience here. Bronx, you might want to make sure the candle is for the survival of my friends and family who insist that I need to go back to bed and won't let me near my laptop for more than 20 minutes in morning, and 20 minutes in evening so I have no option but to sleep all dratted day. Dear Gods but they are making me dreadfully insane!

Thanks for teaching me new things last night, Rogue. I really appreciated the help.

The metal frame of my 12 year old Futon couch decided to break at the weld points so we had to replace it. Spent the weekend, removing dead couch frame, shifting the furniture to take it out etc. Now we have a new couch, and a new household setting to make the new couch fit.

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The Plot Bunnies came out of deep hibernation stark raving mad. Whip cracking fiends are making me pull my hair out. New genres are scary territory.

The universe hates me. No other explanation fits. At least my kid brother is out of the hospital after almost dying. Gah!

There are moments when I really wish bashing an obnoxiously dense landlord over the head with a frying pan was not only legal, but mandatory! Instread, I am stuck bashing my own head into the brick wall next to my computer.

Time truly has flown. In what feels like the blink of an eye, half the year has passed as if it never was anything more than a chaotic dream.