This has been a whirlwind week--and it has nothing to do with it being Independence Day yesterday.
Monday morning I completed my inspirational novella tentatively titled "Sorry, Lord." It turned out better than I expected, and for now it's going to sit in the digital drawer while I work on other projects. Currently, it's a little over 15K words, which means technically it's a novelette (SFWA rules dictate novellas start at 17,500 words). But, after I start editing it, it'll be well over the 17.5K mark.
I'm also submitting writing to an online class taught by Brandon Sanderson called Write About Dragons.com Besides the online lessons, writers are asked to submit a piece of original writing every week and critique four other writers' writings. I'm having a blast reading all the new stories, and I'm even loving the critiques I've been receiving. Some good and some not-so-good. Doesn't matter. I want to grow much better as a writer and I want the harsh critics. A few don't like my present tense style, but have backed it up with a note that it's a personal preference. I'm learning, and that's all that matters.
Cancer sucks. Let's make no bones about it. Virtually everyone knows someone who has been struck down by cancer in one form or another. Our family, up until roughly two years ago, seemed to be pretty well immune to it--aside from two grandfathers, one who battled leukemia and lost while the other battled prostate and won. For now. There are other shirt-tail relatives, but by and large it didn't seem to affect us greatly.
Until two years ago.
My wife was diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukemia. Long story short, she's still in remission (thank God!) but has had other complications. Namely with her eyes. She is legally blind and is fighting to keep the sight she has left. On the day of this posting, we'll be in Rochester, MN at the Mayo Clinic for another appointment to check her eyes.
Cancer sucks. This week, a guy my wife met when she was battling her leukemia lost his battle with leukemia Wednesday. He was in his mid-twenties and fought more than anyone I know.
Yeah, cancer sucks. I just wish Bill Gates would funnel some of the money he's using to make new toilets or battle malaria (yes, all worthy causes) and help battle cancer. I understand it's a complicated battle. But I do believe it's one we can win.
Then one day we can all cheer: RIP CANCER!