¦ Dialling in from workstation ¦
Crazy times. Not much writing done at all since the big push to finish Shadows of the Quantinex the weekend before last; a combination of exhaustion following the current intensity of the job with some heavy-duty social scenarios, lack of sleep compounded by the insane winds that have been battering the country over the past few days… the howling, groaning, creaking sounds, and tumbled wheelie bins spilling their contents waking me up on a regular basis.
I’ve barely touched my online life since last week either – apologies to anybody waiting for responses to emails, etc. Amongst all this, I learned today that our worst fears have been confirmed… tests, following a phone call from my mum two weeks ago, have shown she has lung cancer. Two weeks ago I was upset and angry at the idea… particularly because it's only been 13 months since my Dad died but, today, I’m feeling buoyant, immensely positive and hopeful. Hearing the confidence and strength in my mum’s voice over the phone, the both of us being able to laugh, it burns away the negative potential with beams of golden light.
Djr