I decided to turn having to miss one night of Seroquel into another bid to get off the shit. I didn't take it again last night, but used Benadryl to help me sleep and deal with some of the withdrawal. I don't feel too bad this morning. Maybe I can actually beat it this time. I figure two or three more nights, and I'll be in the clear. My mind is so much sharper.
Meanwhile, I very almost swallowed an inch-long sliver of glass last night. The broken rim of a soda bottle, which I felt in my mouth and managed, just barely, not to swallow. Somehow, I didn't even cut my tongue or lips.
Yesterday, I made a good start on Part 2 of Alabaster: The Good, the Bad, and the Bird. I made it through the first three pages (which equals, in this case, five manuscript pages). Toady, I'm going for pages 4,5,6, and 7. I might yet have this thing written before November 1. Currently, I'm with Bird and Maisie in Old Live Oak Cemetery in Selma, Alabama.
Go me.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thanks! Every winning bid receives an Alabaster "Because Bird" pin.
Later Taters,
Tía Bestia