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Writer’s Retreat

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Before I got sick, I was honored to be invited to attend a writer’s retreat in South Carolina. Joining me were three wonderful ladies and writers. We were just off the beach, maybe a two-minute walk, maybe. It was wonderful for on one side was the beach as you heard the seagulls and waves crashing while on the opposite side of the condos were marshes which included herons and cranes.

It was beautiful, peaceful and a great change to write. What was really nice was the four of us moving as one. The first day found my friend Seven, yes that is her name, on the patio writing, I was on the beach writing while the others were in separate rooms doing the same thing. And we just shift from room to room, beach to marsh, patio to the porch and so on and so on. We would gather at night to talk about what we wrote, read what we wrote as we broke into food, games and giggles.

It was short and went by to dang fast. But it was a wonderful time to get away from electronics and work on a passion we all share, writing.

 

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Being sick, medication, Virus

Virus from hell

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Nothing like having a virus attack you without warning. It will stop you, cold. That’s what happened to me last Thursday evening. In the process I lost 11 pounds in six days. Something I didn’t think was possible if the doctor had not weighed me.

There was little I could do but suffer through and deal with it. When the doctor said, “You could let it run its course or take the medication,” I without a shadow of a doubt knew what I was going to do. At this junction I only been sick two and a half days meaning I still had four and a half days to let it run its course.

That wasn’t happening. I took the medication. This virus gave me:

-lost of appetite

-my sides cramping up

-blurry vision

-inability to sleep

-chills hot and cold that came on without warning

-nausea

-dizziniess

-weakness

They all fought together as a well oil machine and attacked my body with a tremendous force. We don’t have a name for this virus but I do know what to look for next time it comes around. I seriously hope nobody gets this. It is not fun, it is not easy and it will drain you until you have nothing else. I least there is some good on the horizon for my son told me,”Wow, you no longer look like your dying.”

I think that says it all.

Authors, Sharon C. Williams, Writers mingling

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This weekend is our 2nd annual Writer’s Conference. Last year was such a hoot but it was only one day. With it being so successful funds were found to increase that to two days..

I will be volunteering again with the registration table. It should be loads of fun as writers descend upon the library to learn, talk and mingle with other like-minded people. It’s a free event, woot, all one had to do was register. But it helps knowing the coordinator for I was added immediately.

At my house my family will listen to me talk about writing in various forms and will for the most part try to not appear bored. This weekend they get a break from all of that.

The weekend kicks off tonight as I head to an open mic event at a local coffee shop. Nervous, excited and again nervous. But it should be good practice.

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