I’m working on a little side project while I am editing Dangerous Turns. A short story that’s near and dear to me because it’s about, well, me.
I was waiting for my ride and I had my kindle with me to finish reading a book for review when words just started going around my head. I sat on the warm red brick planter (Dear Arizona, it’s fall, get with the program) and just started typing.
It’s mainly about my disability and my journey with this round, but I may publish it. Or keep it for myself. I don’t know. What say you? Would anyone be interested in learning about fibromyalgia and the hoops one has to jump through to be ‘officially’ christened disabled in the State of Arizona?