So you think you can think. · 12:23am Oct 6th, 2014
Weird title I know. But it seems fitting, I've spent the past several weeks (Month?) in a chemical stupor with my most complex thought being: "Why does the thing."
Seriously, according to the doctors and my other half, I would try and say something and that's all that would come out. It's pretty frustrating to know you can think, can communicate, but are being held back by a layer of fog that makes Silent Hill look like a clear day.
That being said things are not improving directly, my spinal cancer is improving to the point they can cut it out, but during the MRI they found three masses in my brain. (of which none give me super powers) So I'm still on the meds, still foggy, but getting there. I have started writing again, but it's going very, very slow. I'm about 700 words into the next chapter of Finding Home, Discovering Life and I like to post a bit larger chapters.
I do thank you for being very patient with me and for the outpouring of support when my other half came online to inform the community of my status. The community is one of my favorite parts about writing online vs traditional media (be it fan fics or original content) it gives me a chance to interact with people in a way I haven't since my days playing Dungeons and Dragons.
Anywho, my ramble is over for now and honestly, I don't remember how I stared this blog post. As always if you have any questions about the story, or just want to say hello. Leave a post here, on my page or on the Finding Home, Discovering Life story.
Cheers!
~That Colt
Well fuck dude. Shit just goes wrong all at once for you. Hope you survive.
Its glad to see your okay. Take your time, and dont push yourself to hard. Im sure i dont need to tell you that i will wait for an amazing chapter from a amazing author.