A postponement?

Well, I've been off line for nearly 2 weeks, and though I got some good word count in the early part of that, circumstances out of my control put me in a forced non-writing mode for the better part of a week now. Irma and I had to make an emergency trip to Salt Lake City to be with her brother, Omar, whose wife, Rosie, had surgery on a (now known to be) benign, fist sized tumor on her brain. The surgery was successful, however the 48 hours following the surgery things did not go well. Swelling and bleeding put her in critical condition, they induced a coma, and... When we arrived, she was non-responsive and it didn't look good. Prayer, family support (as others of Irma's and Rosie's family arrived from la and mexico) and patience followed, when we left 4 days later, she was showing signs of improvement, albeit slowly. She's still in a coma, but the doctors are hopeful...

So. I've decided to tack on some extra time to my deadline. I'll let you know more about it later, and if I hear any boo's out there, they'll likely be drowned out by my own, but I think it's realistic to do that. I'll update my countdown and such later.

What I did get written prior to our last minute travel seemed to be going well. At least parts of it. A crux scene mostly came together well, but the action seems weak to me (but, 1st draft, so leave it alone for now), but amazingly, some dialogues seemed to really pop for a change. Not sure what I did right, but I'm hoping I'm getting better. Or maybe the scene's dialogue just fit the story better.....

Anyway, it's back to the grind shortly, but tomorrow, Cruella DaVille, aka personal trainer, is going to kick our butts. See, we ate out in SLC, and didn't make good choices all the time. The old comfort food/stress eating thingie... If I survive, I'll give a report.

Clear skies,
Jim