It doesn't feel like I'm EVER going to get over this. And, lack of exercise makes it difficult for me to keep cheerful. Now I understand why all those people in Regency novels were always fretting about coming down with "an inflammation of the lungs" - it's a total bitch and you can't get rid of it!
However, I'm doing what work I can - though that's not very much - and so far, am planning to make it to my signing at the Black Ace Paperback Books Collector's Show this Sunday at the Glendale Civic Auditorium (a lovely venue - WAY prettier than that shed they used to hold it at up in Granada Hills! - that I first became acquainted with when they had bellydance showcases there). I always enjoy that show because of the art-book dealers there. I can always find useful and entertaining things. I'm signing 10-11, and will probably just head home afterwards and spend the rest of the day in bed.
Published on March 20, 2015 10:41