I got on a roll last night when I got home from the day job and wrote a whole chapter. It was awesome that the words were flowing like they did. This book is coming together pretty quickly but last night was magic. It was an intense chapter and I hope I got the medical details right. I’m pretty sure I did, but I’m going to ask my friend the doctor to read it and see what he thinks. I’ve known him since I was 9 and he was 7 and he won’t pull any punches and he’ll sure tell me if I’m full of crap.
Of course, we are talking about 1947 medicine so there will be none of those fancy machines he uses now. We’ll test his “field” medicine skills. I’m sure he’s up to the task as he’s one of the most brilliant men I know.
I hope the faucet stays on as I start Chapter eight tonight. I love words when they flow!