Author: K.C. Hill

Meet the duplicitous protege, Zhang Lin. Very mysterious and not nice, but nice to look at. That kind of guy.

Hate the hair, but here’s my current protagonist, Tonya Meiers.

Looking grave here, but it is a murder mystery… should she be smiling? Nah. Maybe. I’ll probably do another one. Maybe.

Me as an egg? I don’t even know what this is. But it’s accurate. Feels accurate.

Sometimes a call from a friend makes a big difference. In the past two days, I’ve gotten two great calls.

It matters. It matters a lot. I’m so glad I have the energy for calls again.

Experiencing the weekly chemo face rash for the last time and finding right on my cheek: a heart.

I’m a subscriber of Writer’s Digest. The writing prompt I got this morning got words flowing.

Strangely cathartic.

Just chemo day, but lots of changes to my treatment schedule. Not at all what I expected.

Thinking of friends and getting ready for some writing – whether I’m up for it or not.