Myslef and the Mucous Monster

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Last week I headed out to my doctors in order to fend off an oncoming illness that my mother, husband, son and cousin had- all people who spend a great deal of time with me.  I told myself and anyone who would listen that it was odd that they all are sick and I'm the only one healthy.  Wow, talk about open mouth, insert foot.  Within two days I was erupting in mucous melodies for all to hear.  Even with the Z-Pak my doctor gave me last Wednesday, I have been down for the count, unable to think straight or keep up with the house or everyday things.

So it makes me wonder-

What does Steven King do when he's sick?  What about Nora Roberts/J D Robb, Robert Patterson or Clive Cussler?  I know they have assistants to help them with every day normalities.  However, what happens when the Muse is filled with mucous?  Is there a Mucinex- M for the Muse?

There are synapsis' in my brain that haven't said hello to each other for days now.  I'm finding it hard to type keystrokes in the correct order.  Every now and again I get back to typing "myslef" again like a "writer" friend always spelled it that way.  I used to clean up her vowel movements after she sat down at my keyboard, flipped her hair back like maestro at a grand piano in concert.  Yourslef, myslef, himslef.  There were even slef's with numbers in it.  It was all one garbled paragraph with no punctuation, paragraphs or points of view.  Heck, before I got wise and edited her pages one at a time, I blew out my memory by hitting the spell checker and allowing the entire document to be checked at once.

I find myslef museless today.  Museless and full of mucous and Mucinex.


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