I’ve been sick with a norovirus that swept through my household recently like, well, like a plague. I tried to avoid it by wearing a medical face mask and gloves while I tended to sick children and a spouse but eventually it claimed me. The unexpected bonus to lying in bed alternating between fever and chills and other such delights was that I had some crazy visions of new Cross adventures that would make awesome short stories. Very strange, very hallucinatory Cross short stories. So I’ve been working on those. I’ve written a story and a half so far, with notes for two other short stories. So there may be a Cross story collection at some point in the future.
Or maybe I’m still sick and just imagining all this writing stuff.
Posted on July 18, 2015, in Journal, Peter Roman, The Writing Life and tagged Peter Roman, The Writing Life. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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