Feminist Killjoy. Badly Behaving Bookliker. Writer and reader of all things speculative.
And I did it in spite of depression, pain and fatigue from the fibromyalgia, sleep deprivation from pain, and from the brick cleaning that went on here for several weeks and generally started at 7:30 in the morning with extremely loud grinding, and two colds barely a month apart.
It took me four months, which is a bit longer than I would have liked, but considering what I had to fight through in those four months, I'd say that's not bad at all.
I completed two manuscripts last year despite all the pain, fatigue and depression, and guess what? I'm going to do it this year, too.
But uh, first I'm taking a vacation. Sun, swimming, and books, here I come.