Okay, I know that's a strange title and I know that they have nothing to do with each other, but I had two things to post today, for once!
I had the strangest revelation last night. And I'm sure you're all sick to death of me talking about my stubborn characters, but too bad, because here you go again:) I didn't post this idea on here because I wasn't 100% sure about it. Maybe a month and a half ago, I had a dream. Ray was sitting next to a hospital bed. In the bed was a girl. She had long, curly, golden brown hair and a southern accent. Her name was Hieley (like hi-lee) and she was dying. Not sure what of yet. So, yesterday, I experimentally stuck her into a scene with Ray, and what do you know?! He talked. He actually, legitimately told her everything that happened. So, I figured, if I can get him to talk to her, maybe I can squeeze my next plot point out of him. So, I stuck her in a "room" with him and had her ask him questions. (she's already naturally nosy. Perfect!) It's starting to work! Hallelujah. I haven't gotten all that far, actually. Not far enough to know what happens next, but I'm getting there. I'm close. So close. Why didn't I try this sooner? If you're wondering about the 'eyes' part of the title, here's what's happening. I'm in Urgent Care, soon to be headed to the ER. This morning, I woke up and my whole right eye was blurry and terribly bloodshot. I don't generally get bloodshot eyes, and this was the whole thing. I could only see shapes and colors and the like. No details. There was also a purple splotch in the corner that wouldn't go away. You know when you look at a light to long and it kind of get's imprinted in your eye? I could put the whole scientific process to as why it does that, but I'm sort of brain dead, so I won't. To add on top of that, it hurt. Whenever I looked up down, side to side, I got a headache behind my eye. Pleasant, right? So, after it didn't go away, we headed to the Urgent-Care-Children's-Hospital-doctor's-office thing. The doctor looked at it and said that I should go immediately to a ophthalmologist in Memorial Hospital. It's nine o' clock. I'm sick. And I'm super tired. So if it feels like I'm rambling, I am, and it's because I'm tired. Brain dead. Call it whatever you like. Okay. I've said enough. Just pray that it's nothing serious, please.
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Ruth Anna
12/31/2014 07:57:19 am
I'll be praying! Feel better!
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Cameo
12/31/2014 08:09:47 am
Hey Hannah,
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Jesus girl! (aka Hannah)
12/31/2014 10:08:43 am
Thanks, you guys. I actually didn't end up having to go into the ER. The doctor got an appointment with an ophthalmologist this morning and he thinks it's just an infection or virus. He couldn't quite be sure though, so your prayers are appreciated:) Thanks so much!
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About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
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