Bloody Murder*
My parents send me some beautiful flowers from Bloom & Wild to congratulate me on my book:
Fluffball comes in to wake me up this morning and sits on my bed:
Do Barre and then it’s time for chemotherapy.
My red blood cell count is low which means I may need blood transfusions. This is why I’m so tired, apparently. I am tearful at chemo but manage to read Scandalous Risks.
Come home, meditate and sleep. Then we watch Silent Witness. It’s 6.41pm. Supper is going to be vegetable soup.
Happy Monday everyone!
*1972. By Julian Symons. The classic study of crime fiction.