I did not write as much as I’d hoped this month, as I was recovering from surgery, so my word count was the same as last month: 5100. I did not end up attending the 20Books Conference, due to that same recovery period. I did try to attend as much of it as possible from my living room over the internet, but that was hardly the experience I had hoped for. By the end of the month, I wrote a couple of poems and started back to work on the Lake House Mystery.
In other real-life stuff, my youngest son developed some sort of terrible rash all over and had to go through allergy testing…only to find out he’s not really allergic to much at all. It was very weird. We celebrated Thanksgiving here at home, since I’m still not feeling my best self. I also read “Spare” – the memoir by Prince Harry, which was an interesting read.
