I finished the picture of Dunderella and the Wolf Girl. I suppose it isn’t much of a picture, but it has inspired a story. Dunderella is the clumsiest Storybook in the fairy kingdom of Tellosia. The Wolf Girl is supposedly her friend whom she talks to when nobody else is around, but it is very possible that they are the same fairy, just two different personalities, one of which is only encountered by others during the full moon.
Finishing something in the midst of a miasma of misfortune, unfinished projects, and illness counts as a turn for the better. Doesn’t it?
And the football Cardinals, whom I have loved since they were in St. Louis when I was a kid and fledgling football fan, won yesterday. Sure, they had a 38 to 20 lead that turned into 38 to 33 by the end of the fourth quarter, but they won instead of losing like they have three times in the previous five games. And it was partly because they now have future Hall-of-Famer Adrian Petersen on their team. He scored two touchdowns in his Cardinal debut.
And it didn’t hurt that Carson Palmer, the Cardinal Quarterback, threw three touchdowns, something he hasn’t done in a while.
So things are looking better in Mickey land. I still have a great deal of back pain. I still can’t seem to get signed up properly to be an Uber driver. I still haven’t seen progress on my novel with Page Publishing. But yesterday proved good things can still happen too.