Millie swallowed down the pill with a big gulp. She could feel the cold water trickle down her chest and land in the pit of her stomach.
“You may experience some nausea and dizziness for the first few weeks,” the doctor had said, “but that will pass. Some people experience a loss of sex drive, but symptoms are different for everyone.”
Even less of a drive than I already have? Lucky me, she had thought to herself. She turned the pill packet over and read the back: take once a day with food. She feebly picked at the sandwich she had made earlier to satiate the numb feeling in her stomach that she supposed was hunger. She barely felt the tingle of mustard on her tongue when she bit into it; nothing tasted quite like it did before.
They saw one another from across the park. Their eyes met briefly before she looked away again, happily chattering on the phone. A sudden shriek of laughter erupted from her lips, and he could have sworn that a flock of nearby birds took off into the grey sky as she did. Her cackle was almost as loud as her natural register as she spoke, and he wondered how someone could be so unaware of her volume control.
A couple of weeks ago, I went to the launch event for Laura Jane Williams’ second book, Ice Cream for Breakfast, and it was… incredible.
Hello, my darlings, I have missed you. Yes, you. And you. But especially you, *winks*
I’m here to regale you of my tales since my last post, because let me tell you, I’ve been busy. Mainly busy sleeping, as of late, because November as a month was MAD, and December in general is also mad, so it’s taken a lot out of me.
Firstly, let’s get it out of the way – I wrote 35,127 words towards my novel in November! I know it’s not the 50,000 I needed to qualify as a NaNoWriMo winner, but in my eyes I still won. Because 1) I’ve beaten my personal best in my history with NaNo (I usually tap out at 20,000 words, if that), and 2) look at all of these word I have to play with when it comes to editing down the line!