Have you ever had so much to do you wished you could split yourself into two or three separate entities to manage the workload?
I have been fortunate enough to enjoy a positive flurry of the things, all at once, and today (of all days, because why not?) the inevitable has occurred, and two published posts have collided.
Fortunately for you, dear readers, the choices should be relatively simple, depending on what mood you’re in. And the most exciting part is that this is going to turn out rather like one of those ‘pick your own adventure’ stories I enjoyed so much as a little’un.
Threat #1 – Truth. My Truth. Or, rather, one of them. Another not-the-very-nice kind, as I share once more at My Daily Jenn-ism (who is running Mental Health March) about the ways Depression has kicked my butt, and this time, the ways I learned to kick back. Kinda. All I’ll say is that it’s NOT as raw as the first one.
Threat #2 – Fiction. MY fiction. Glorious, exciting, with a double-twist in the end of its delightfully cliffhangered tail. I left a few of you on edge last week, when Sandy invited me to share a story as part of her ‘Say What you Want’ series (yes – she’s still taking applications) and it turned into an epic adventure across two posts. We last saw our heroine drugged, in a car, headed she knew not where…
Threat #3 – Right here, my lovelies. Because you read this at least up to this point to discover that I have just made you eligible for a prize. And (if you’re smart) your comment will reflect that. I don’t ‘do’ Rafflecopter, but I do do fun. And *sparklytwinklyhappygoodness*, which can sometimes be packaged and sent in the mail. So if you want to get your hands on some of that, tell me about the last time you really laughed. Not a chuckle or a chortle or a giggle, but that wonderful, abandoned, belly-laughter, with tears coming from your eyes. The person whose story makes me laugh hardest will win, and I’ll contact you to send your prize.
Choose your own adventure:
To read Doctor, Doctor (in which our heroine finds herself in rather a scrape): sparkle your fairy wings in this direction.
To learn how our heroine gets OUT of her cliffhanger ending, and discover that things are (twice) not what they seem; take the second star to the right, and go straight on ’til morning.
To leave me some love and laughter and bag a chance at a prize (winner to be announced in Quick Takes on Friday) comment below.
To show me you thought I just plain ol’ done well, and to let me know you’ll miss me on Thursday when I’m not here, because I’m going to be spending a delightful, tipsyish, late-night-chats and too-much-food, delicious time-slowed-down couple of days with my soulmate, ALSO comment below.
And if you really love me, share my guest posts all over social media.