I’ve started writing my book. It all just kinda coalesced for me a few weeks ago. All the ideas that I had been having about it, just fused together in a great big connected matrix. Everything that seemed so disconnected before, seems to now connect. And every time I look at something else I wrote before, I see where it fits in the book. I see something happen and it fits in the book. I talk to people and it fits. Every person I meet is an instant character. Its crazy. Suddenly everything fits.
In other news, my brain is failing me. I can’t type straight. I keep making typos over and over. I hit the space bar too soon in sentences. Like I am hitting the keys out of sequence. Left hand goes too fast for the right. And I’m so very tired all the time. Like sleepy tired. Can’t stay awake for nothing. I dozed off standing up in church. People probably thought I was fainting. More craziness.