Still haunted by the Blood Moon Eclipse, I was slow today. I decided to immerse myself into a world I had nearly forgotten, that of my Galveston ghost story. I started rereading the manuscript, trying to get reacquainted with its atmosphere and its details. Now that Lone Wolf is published, it’s time to reconnect with it and pick up where I left off.
Also, John took me to Tony’s this evening. It was good to get out, to put on a nice dress, to laugh and have fun. I think the bell jar is starting to lift. I’m reemerging after the moon eclipse, and hopefully by tomorrow I’ll feel like myself again.
