So, this week I had a stalker...unreal, huh? Nut job from a state that begins with a T...and so does her name..hmmm....can only hope she crawls blindly back under her rock but it will make for future good writing! On the positive, my lovely husband tended me while I have been recovering after surgery and made home made potato and then ox tail soup. Heavenly.He sat and rubbed my arm, gave me massages, changed our bedsheets, watched tv with me and was a doll baby. Funny how ox tail soup and crazy people make you appreciate the people who love you. On the other hand, the greeting card industry made a killing on my surgery for the GET WELL cards.(sigh) And the dog hated me for a week 'cause I smelled funny after surgery. And i did learn that during surgery, people don't evacuate their bowels normally; yes, I did ask this question while I was there...curious.That all said, I am working hard again now on the second of the zombie series but have a great novel in notes that may get written,,,submission, Stockholming, cannibals, and a road trip a'la Dick Laymon style! Gotta love my weird brain and how it works; I may be vulgar but ya know I make ya laugh!
Catt Dahman lives in Texas with her Husband, son, 7 cats (Ollie, T.S. Eliot, Murron, Limmerfer 2, Procol, Fin, and Winnie), a dog named Levi and a ferret named Tassels. Catt writes horror, thrillers, spooky stories, and westerns.