I Have a Cold
There’s nothing unusual about that except that characters in books don’t get colds. I can recall only one character who once had a cold and there was nothing to suggest that he had post-nasal drip, a sore throat, phlegm or spells of coughing. I know Sherlock Holmes was addicted to cocaine. I don’t recall him suffering through the agony of withdrawal.
I often read about characters eating, but apparently very few of them go to the bathroom.
Several pulp fiction tough private investigators got clonked on the head with some regularity but they didn’t show the effects of traumatic brain injury. Shouldn’t their heavy drinking have exacerbated the problem?
I think there are some things we authors don’t write about. I suspect there always have been. For example, there are diaries of women crossing the country in covered wagons. They wrote about babies being born on the journey, but, at least as far as I know, they didn’t write about how babies were delivered.
I don’t recall that Hercules ever said, “Sorry I pulled a muscle wrestling a lion. I’ll go after that monster, but I need to rest and recover first.” I know he went crazy and killed people from time to time but at least he never caught a cold.
How are you feeling?