Vacation and Writer Love
Because I'm not stupid, I'm not announcing exactly when we're leaving for vacation, but we're heading into the Ozarks again. Since most of you know that my panthans live in the Ozark Mountains you know just how excited this makes me. Yay! And double yay! True, I probably won't be crawling around in empty tombs like I was in New Orleans, but pictures galore will be had. ;-) Every time I think about this I get all giddy inside. Christmas time giddy, ya know. We're going to Branson, which holds so much happiness for me. As a kid, my family and I went to Branson almost every summer. Watching my own kids build the same memories I hold so dear is just priceless. I love, love it.
But those plans aren't all that are making me so happy right now. I get busy in life and when I do I let my LJ float around all alone in this vast desert called the internet. I've been blogging over here long enough to know that this is bad for me. Because when I do I miss my writer friends and the wonderful support they offer. I miss the way it's okay to ramble on about nonsense. I miss the hugs and love y'all have given me over the years. My writing suffers for this. Really suffers.
So I thought I'd give a real update on my life.
My bipolar disease is very much under control. It has been for a long while now. This is in part because I learned that when things get too bad I can spill my guts to you guys and you remain faithful in your support. This also helps relieve the anxiety I had about not being able to take meds for it. I simply can't write while I'm taking medicine. No wonder, of course, since the pills are designed to keep a person from dwelling on things and we all know to write you have to dwell on emotions and bad scenarios.
I'm telling all this because it wasn't exactly my writing that made my life complete. It was discovering there's a whole world of other writers out there that think it's perfectly normal to do the things we do. :-)
A thousand thank yous to all of you!
XOXO
Meredith "Shea" Wood
But those plans aren't all that are making me so happy right now. I get busy in life and when I do I let my LJ float around all alone in this vast desert called the internet. I've been blogging over here long enough to know that this is bad for me. Because when I do I miss my writer friends and the wonderful support they offer. I miss the way it's okay to ramble on about nonsense. I miss the hugs and love y'all have given me over the years. My writing suffers for this. Really suffers.
So I thought I'd give a real update on my life.
My bipolar disease is very much under control. It has been for a long while now. This is in part because I learned that when things get too bad I can spill my guts to you guys and you remain faithful in your support. This also helps relieve the anxiety I had about not being able to take meds for it. I simply can't write while I'm taking medicine. No wonder, of course, since the pills are designed to keep a person from dwelling on things and we all know to write you have to dwell on emotions and bad scenarios.
I'm telling all this because it wasn't exactly my writing that made my life complete. It was discovering there's a whole world of other writers out there that think it's perfectly normal to do the things we do. :-)
A thousand thank yous to all of you!
XOXO
Meredith "Shea" Wood