It has been a while since I have contributed to my own site dedicated to the madness of Fibromyalgia. It almost seems churlish to talk about aches and pains while the world goes through COVID. But the misery of others isn’t like downing the old co-codamol to stop your own body pain. It still happens. You still have to deal with it.
The funny thing about Fibromyalgia – though actually its as pitifully unfunny as a Seth Rogen comedy – is that the symptoms cross over with that particular pandemic quite often. So there’s been times where I’ve appeared like Patient Zero, coughing, spluttering, aching and feverish. That’s not to say that it is life-threatening like COVID though: no, Fibromyalgia prefers the ‘Death of a Thousand Cuts’ of gradual torture. So while you have that eternal guilt of feeling like a dry husk of humanity while others are actually dying.
I’m also finishing my fourth book, ‘Gusto’. You will notice that most of the characters in my books, however involved in action they are, are rarely the muscular Channing Tatum types. I even find writing over strenuous adjectives to be too much hard work! Much better to have a hero or heroine ordinary enough to be deputy manager at Aldi. I’ve thought about having a Fibromyalgia suffering heroine for a future book – I think the mix of intrigue, excitement and the mind-numbing mundanity of the Fibro sufferer might be quite interesting. There could be a chase scene where the lead character then has to spend the next three days in bed recovering. She could be cracking a counterfeit Tramadol ring. Or chasing after a villain on a souped-up mobility scooter like a cross between Vin Diesel and Davros (the Dr. Who villain not the island). Instead of firing bullets at her the villains could just rub her arm on a particularly sensitive day and watch her writhe around in agony.
Anyway, I will try to update more though as the average traffic for this blog is about one visit per lunar cycle, I’ll not be putting myself in a coma to do it.