I had every intention of completing Ravenstoke this week, the sequel to Winterborne. The kids were away and I had four whole days to make it happen. On Monday night, I awoke in the night with a lovely bout of food poisoning. Thank you, guacamole. On Tuesday, I puttered around nibbling on toast and tried to stay hydrated. By Wednesday, I was ready to make the magic happen and I did bang out a healthy number of pages. I worked into the evening and my husband didn't even whine when he came home from work to find no dinner ready and nothing viable in the fridge. Thursday came and I woke up ready to roll up my sleeves for another successful day. Around 9:30am, I began to feel dizzy. I thought perhaps it was residual dehydration from the food poisoning. I drank water. The dizziness stayed with me all day, like persistent motion sickness. Even in my sleep, I felt dizzy whenever I tried to flip to my right side. This morning I went to the doctor. I am the lucky recipient of Benign Paroxysmal Positional Vertigo. It lasts for a few weeks and the treatment basically consists of making yourself feel dizzy until your brain gets used to it. Yippee! Believe me, I fully recognize that this is not serious. I mean, 'benign' is right there in the title. It's just Murphy's Law. I have four days to rally and get my book in order and I manage to snag food poisoning and vertigo in one week. And as I find reading and writing very difficult to do without a queasy stomach and a swooning head, my efforts (such as this post) will be rather limited.
So the upshot of all this boohoo-ing is that my book is going past my self-imposed deadline. I just hope this condition doesn't last too long because I am still hoping to release Ravenstoke before Christmas. I'm enjoying the characters (old and new) and can't wait to share the latest installment of Loie and Mia's journey!
Quote of My Week: "I never thought I was smart enough to get depressed." - the abdominally blessed Jason Stackhouse
