OK. I think I'm going to do it.
In the past few months I've had quite a few of you suggest I should write about having breast cancer. Thanks to those who've both posted and PM'd me with words of encouragement. That's the niceties out of the way.
"Oh, just take your posts out and put them in a book.' Right. I had some idea I was a loud mouth but I've transcribed 20,000 words (at least 15,000 of which are rubbish) and I'm still in September 2017. No wonder I haven't had time to study, I'm too busy on here pontificating. So, no. Won't be cutting and pasting
At this stage I've got working chapter headings, in no particular order, such as:
Into the Mincer, Tit lopping, Trying to be nice, Rads, Get off me--I'm exhausted, Piss off with the platitudes, Poisoning, This is ridiculous, Retreads, Red-neck rehab, Scanxiety, You know that's not good for you, Voldemort, My poor brain, Here we go again, Hooch and Fatso.
Yeah, I know. Not the standard approach and--if it ever gets off the ground--it won't be for everybody.
The loose plan is to get this finished in the next couple of months. It will be entirely from my own viewpoint and I can assure you that any content that comes off this site will be stuff I've written myself. I wont be borrowing from or quoting anyone else.
You started this. Marg