Wishing you all the very best for this festive season. Thank you for all your support over the course of this year. I look forward to bringing new and improved writing to you in the New Year and hope all your most fervent wishes come true.
My second novel – Sharp Dark Things (desperately needing 3rd edit and hoping to be published on autharium.com) contains a description of my character sunbathing her eyelids in the early morning sun.
And because I know you're wondering why:
It's her moment of epiphany.
In the spirit of living with my characters I thought it only right to emulate her actions – feel what she felt, hear what she heard... blah di blah blah.
I stood there, eyes shut, head tilted to meet the day and promptly sneezed humungously. I recall this happening to me as a child. It appears I'm still afflicted.
Why does this happen? I pondered
So I Googled it.
a) the laptop is in the next room b) it can be accessed even with one hand still wrapped around a cup of tea and c) I think a trip to the library for this sort of diversionary tactic is a little excessive
And discovered an actual syndrome called Photic Sneeze Reflex. 18 - 35% of humans suffer from it, including me.