The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
As a matter of fact, I was only mostly dead – I mean sick.
I don’t get sick, except when I do.
According to my wife, I act like a baby when I’m sick.
Except that I don’t.
I actually took something stronger than acetaminophen – always a risky venture. What might happen this time?
Six hours of hallucinations?
Three days of amnesia-ridden drunken stupor?
None of the above, thank goodness.
However, somewhere in that medication-induced bliss of recovery, I became inspired.
First, I found inspiration for a book. It combines my post “Haunted” and the inventory given me by @youarecarrying. Its raw form was inspired by Cloud Atlas, A Burnable Book, and M. Night Shyamalan. I haven’t quite decided if that’s good or bad.
Second, I decided to embark on a quest: a real-time version of Divine Comedy in tweet form. Look for it to begin on Good Friday! The handle and hashtag are in development. In fact, suggestions would be appreciated . . .
Third, I settled on a theme for my monthly “big idea” posts: Manifesto. Some time ago, Daily Prompt asked us to write a manifesto, and I never quite got around to it. Rather than write one extremely long post, I’ll break it into manageable sections. Look for Part 1 sometime before February!
So, what have you been up to?