oyster50: Blog

Had back surgery last Friday for stenosis. Other than the pain associated with somebody cutting a hole in my back and then yanking on things, the pain is gone. That screaming, clanging, wild pain associated with a pinched nerve has disappeared. I'm recovering.

What's that mean for writing? Well, Bunkie, here's the deal... I know you've all read about the artists who produce great works while strung out on various drugs. Me and opioids don't produce that result. I think that they make Dorable drowsy. I managed as best I can, but I'm slacking off the dosage now and I do feel like things are picking back up.

A reader wrties - "Dang! How many stories you got going in this universe right now?"

My reply - "Just the three-

And I'm questioning my sanity.

From my viewpoint, I create characters and then get this insatiable curiosity to see what's going on in their lives.

It's kind of like adopting a kitten. Once you adopt, you become responsible for her having a happy, fulfilled life."

That's it. That's how Oyster works. This revelation is brought to you by a a dose of oxycodone and a celebratory Independence Day gumbo.

I hope I continue to entertain.

For my fellow Americans, enjoy your holiday. For the rest of you - apparently a sizable number - think happy thoughts as we indulge. We're happy for you, too!

Oyster

I usually have three stories boiling here. It's been a while since #3 was finished, so here we go.

Meet Sunny. She's really Kim Soon Yi, Korean-American, tossed into a job in the Arkansas woods with a single Cajun.

I hope you like it.

Posted a chapter of Bill, Haley & Deena to Community Four.

In the process of correcting the error.

I get to see a doctor next week for rescheduling my back surgery. Fun.

In the meantime, I'm four chapters ahead of the game. I suspect my editor will send me one later tonight or early tomorrow for posting.

New side-story coming. Hope you like it when it comes out. Until then, patience is a virtue, they tell me. I never waited to find out.