My last post was far from uplifting. Sadly, this week hasn’t gotten any better. On Sunday, we were told my sister’s cancer has progressed to Stage four and is untreatable. We haven’t been on the best of terms over last few years and there’s a whole lot of emotions I’m trying to work through. I’m the youngest of six and she’s the oldest. She moved out and joined the Air Force the year after I was born. To say we aren’t the closest of siblings is an understatement. Yet, she’s still my sister.
The day after receiving that devastating news, my friend I wrote about in the previous post passed away. A mere four days after she was told she only had a few weeks. Modern medicine has a plenty of room for improvement.
Honestly, it’s too much for me to handle right now. I need to take it in bits and pieces. I’m trying to look at the big picture, but my brain lacks the appropriate panoramic lens to take it all in.
So, I’m doing what I always do when reality gets to be too much, I dive head first into my work. I create characters that can be bigger than me, better adjusted and able to take the high road.
The female lead in my next book is dealing with two recent deaths. One looks like an accident and the other natural causes, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they turn out to be murder. The hero helps her to come to terms with her loss. Right at this moment, I’m not sure how he’s going to do it. Pain is swamping her, though she’s trying to bury it enough to go through her day to day activities.
He (Sammy from Against the Rules and Against the Odds) has his work cut out for him. If it’s murder, he’ll have to protect her while he hunts for the predator(s) that’s haunting her life.
One things for sure, at the end of my book the bad guy, unlike cancer, won’t be able to come back and destroy other innocent lives.