And I’m back—sort of. I had my shoulder surgery weeks ago, and to say it’s been a long and grinding road to recovery is an understatement. At least, to me, it is. People warned me how grueling the recovery is, but honestly, I wasn’t prepared for just how much.
Everything in my life has been put on hold, including my writing. Which, for me, has been challenging. I’ve never abandoned a project midstream, and yet, thanks to my surgery, I’ve stopped twice now. Since I handwrite my first draft, dictating is out of the question. So as much as it pains me to walk by office and see my notebook just sitting on my desk, untouched, collecting dust, I’ve had to focus on returning faster and stronger.
Today is my first attempt at typing with two hands. Previously, if I needed to compose a message/email, I henpecked the keys with one hand or dictated. Annoying, for sure. And although it’s glorious to use both hands, my shoulder is not 100% ready for long-term typing.
I’m writing a quick post to let you know I’m still here. And that, yes, I’m still recovering. Yes, I’ve got a ways to go still. And yes, my book is still on submission with publishers. And since this post has pushed my shoulder to its limit, I will bid you adieu until the next time.