Drugs, Pain, and Sleeplessness

Last night after I got home from the Mysterious Galaxy Writers Support Group meeting, my side was blazing with pain. On Saturday i injured one of the incision site from my surgery and it is letting me know, daily, that I should not do that.

So I had a late night meal to go with my prescription pain killers, and I watched bonus material from the film ZULU while I waited for the drugs to begin working. Twenty-five minutes later I went to bed, my head fuzzy, my pain dulled, and desperately tired. (I had slept poorly the night before.)

Sadly I was unable to fall asleep. Instead I laid there my mind rushing like a swollen river, the banks flooded with images and ideas for new stories. The one that haunts me today is sort of a retelling of the battle of Roark’s Drift (On which ZULU was based) but set in the same fantasy universe as my experimental prose piece, The Haunted Wood. The idea keeps deepening and widening, but it doesn’t have any characters yet, so it is far from being a story. However I can’t rule out that I might attempt a fantasy novel — shocking.

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