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Howard Hughes, Back at Square One

I woke to clouds, but they're beginning to clear and the cold October sun is shining. It's a windy day, currently 48˚F here in Providence. I have a photo from two days ago. Today doesn't look that different. A portrait of the death of a year, from my office window, 2:55 p.m.

My psychiatrist is putting me back on Lamictal. The bipolar symptoms are back, and the lows are just too low. I shouldn't have stopped taking it, back in July, but it fucks up my stomach and makes my hands shake.

Today, I'm going to try to start something new for Sirenia Digest #130. Maybe something Halloween. Maybe not. But I need to get the digest together now, so that I can spend November working on NOTHING AT ALL BUT THE NEXT NEW NOVEL, for fuck's sake. Please.

Bob the Drag Queen is a righteous broad.

Aunt Beast


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Oct. 28th, 2016 06:20 pm (UTC)
A portrait of the death of a year, from my office window, 2:55 p.m.

That's a beautiful photo.

Good luck with the Lamictal.
Michael Albright-Quinn
Oct. 28th, 2016 06:50 pm (UTC)
I'm hitting the death of a year lows as well. It's making me schizo. ♡
Oct. 28th, 2016 11:57 pm (UTC)
I'm commenting late, so I hope the writing went well today.
Francine Hibiscus Rossi
Oct. 29th, 2016 12:19 am (UTC)
What a lovely view!

Good luck with medication roulette. I only have major depression, but I do understand the evil of side effects.

I've been sick all my life. What would I be like without mental illness? Or Goldenhar? Or both? Some fantasies are beyond my imagination.

Oct. 29th, 2016 05:39 am (UTC)

Oh honey I feel for you.

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